when two took different roads and the hearts held fast to opening past the pain and then the rain came to feed the dry dirt so all the hurt could seed like the earth breathes each season. 

when the reason is the way of the day's dancing you back into your feet and souls throwing a ball on the heal of moving while being still. 

for the harvest feast that fills your belly with dreams awake and all that breaks is being made to wear a suit of fire carefully tended through the night. 

for the bright blood moon and the mountain tops that drop you blooming into the sky and every other love that parts the veil from your eye.

gerard manley hopkins read by cyril cusack : excerpt opening of a tibetan buddhist ghost exorcism ritual : teebs : shigeto : shabazz palaces : taylor mcferrin feat. nai palm : hidden orchestra (submerse rmx) : oddisee : badbadnotgood : bonobo : jesse boykins III & Melo X (jacques greene rmx) : darkside : the heavy (raffertie rmx) : mogwai : sarah jaffe : alan watts 

Stella Octangula

some sung satsang, others went under bangbang - splinters in a plenitude of silver combustion, the old road is gone- the new way is your heart's construction- sometimes soft and lullaby, sometimes dropped and taught to fly

TheRest&thenTooRest

eclipse season. sierra wanders. river rhythms. some of summer's sun so we rise full of moon & mercury.
p.s. when you were in the dark forgetting 
or maybe in the hole, bloodletting 
or just some general regretting. 
and the news seemed full of nooses.
the words were losing ways. 
the earth, a body in revolt- is that just electric revolution? not the photo shoot kind- not the right kinda filter kind- not the t-shirt kind 
but the Holy Spirit this hurts who is lost who lays down their life with light kind. 
the kind that is the eye switch- the diving witch- the divining source auras- the what comes after death doors? the kind that drops the floor out so your naked sole is deep in dirt again. 
remember a time when all felt lost? remember a place where you thought the pain would never end? maybe you're there now- but you can't lie to me and say it's always been that way every second because you are fucking here and no one clears the road this far without some bag of sparks and flowering tools - god bless the wound that made you a healer of yourself and the ones around and the ones still holding on- let the lock break loosely learning handle cranked and creaking open open open

give your hands

seed jars & the acid golden gate. preparations for fire. the empty town with touches of wax & whiskey. long salt oiled soaks dripped with flickering light. three king snakes- a dead spiral on the road, a slow night slink, and a young fresh shed of skin. sometimes what fails will feed, breaking velvet cages. the heart edges soft with all of death’s wages. sweet smoke rummaging for oaths. soul stitched, eclipsed. the omnivorous living world. 

mostly vinyl, some tape : improvisational meditation made on the last dusk of a decade.

hermes archives

it begins when it ends

a meditative return under springing clouds. mostly vinyl. the ongoing conversation, an investigation disambiguated with the revolving elements of myth. that is, the detective is reflective. poetry pays in prayer and often the way is made through maybes. mirrors: stories of almost everyone. post scorpio full moon maia crowning. a soundtrack for laying back, falling in, and gardening in the dark. soft walkabouts, devotional prowls.

david sylvian & holger czukay -premonition(giant empty iron vessel) + alan watts- why not now(1969) : donato wharton- deities stalk the land : tinariwen- imidiwan ma tenam(gypsyphonic/bobby mac remix) : letherette- wecko : jacaszek- only not within seeing the sun + an excerpt of alfred drake reading the rubaiyat of omar khayyam : david sylvian- weather wall instrumental : brian eno & david byrne- a secret life : alfred newman conducting The Egyptian soundtrack + an excerpt from sherlock holmes adventures with basil rathbone and nigel bruce : st. james primitive baptist church congregation- i'll meet you on that other shore : tape- beams : the moon and the melodies- memory gongs + abbie huston evans reading her poem "the fundament has shifted" : georgia sea island singers- prayer : alice coltrane- transfiguration introduction : nass el ghiwane : thelonious monk- body and soul : reverend gary davis- buck dance : an excerpt of a poem by Gerard Manley Hopkins as read by Cyril Cusack

lifters of reaching

love is just letting the music play. an accompaniment for travelers and critical negotiations. told mostly in a variety of vinyl. on the potential for graduating prison with honors and the dripping valves of Spring. nature sounds and resident tones. for dusting off circles and "the virtuosity of engaging the experiment." an unofficial sequel. 

unknown pamahei meets the second half of abbey huston evans' poem "the fundament has shifted" : onra - mai's theme : laurie anderson - kokoku : noyce - bare : steve douglas - music of cheops : esquivel - nature boy : the impressions - nature boy : sigur ros - fjogur piano : mississippi john hurt - 22 20 blues : nino rota - notturno e mattutino : music of cheops : robert rutman & kalpana mazaumder - gurjari tori : dj shadow + yukimi nagano - scale it back(theoish rmx) : bomb the bass feat. paul conboy - no bones : chaino - jungle drum variations : pablo ygal - bird tribes return : jeff buckley - hallelujah : alan watts

obsidian spurs

improvisational soundtracks for peculiar pilgrims. aural meditations. trial mostly by vinyl.

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