Prayer of the whisperer

     Though I whisper now my voice reaches you with a ROAR!
"What of the King?"You ask.
" What of his Kingdom? " Is my reply.
      Had I not sojourned in this desert I would have never known! What of this coolness that touches my skin and the rash of thoughts that grace this skull with homages and vestiges to the one great God? The Kaaba.
      The Kaaba is not a structure, it is not a place, it is not a destination, it cant be defined, it cant be touched, it cant be seen, it can only be. I am the Kaaba.
"But I see you?" you ask childlike.
"Do you see me?" I reply and draw your face closer to mine until our noses almost touch and our eyes are all each other can see. "Do you see me now?" I ask.

"Past the Vail of time constructed by the Creators creation for creators must. Through the swamps of history of wars and peace of tragedies and triumphs every death every birth every age every face every breath every mineral of star explosions deep infinate space of minds through the prayers through the meals of all living things both seen and unseen" I pull you away and touch your third eye with my finger and you are awaken you from your sleep."

Whispering you fall to your knees " My son"
Whispering I fall to join you      "Father"


" I love you Father with my whole being, but how can this world of tragedy be a reflection of me when all I have ever felt is at peace with you? How can this war of your children be my Kingdom? What has become of paradise? Was I wrong all along? What do I know? I sell homes but I cannot sell the Kingdom. I live in the desert where I cant find the door."

Lindies Dream

In My sisters dream she was in the
Mountains....................

and than there were

                                                    Crowds.......................

                             there was a


Music festival........................

                         and people were camping

The Queen was there....................

                                                   The  Queen wanted to sleep with Eddie..........................
                                                   (not sexually)

                            
Everybody loves Eddie

                               




The Queen wanted to give Eddie her necklace

but he was covered by them.

Desert King morning prayer

Good morning my Lord,
I am at your service, I am your servant. I hold my head down low in respect to your command. Use me up for I belong to you. Show me what I can do for the Kingdom of Heaven today. Guide and direct my footsteps, put your words in my mouth, your thoughts in my mind, your passion in my heart, and your holy spirit in my temple. I belong to you. May my shoes be the hope for salvation, gird about my loins honesty and truth, put on my breastplate of righteousness, put on my helmet of salvation, may my sword and dagger be your very word and my shield a shield of faith, my backplate a backplate of trust. I am your soldier Lord God, send me into battle.


                                                                     I am the Desert King.

Sunrise in the desert

How many days now I don't even know. Days turn into weeks, weeks turn into months, months turn into years and eventually I just stop counting. The abstinence becomes me. My lungs heal more and more everyday, my mind solidifies my thoughts, memories come flooding back. My once unrecognizable face becomes familiar again. I start to remember the pictures from thousands of years hence and it begins to stare back at me in the mirror. Eventually the powers will return, water will solidify under my feet, sickness and disease will flee at the sound of my voice. The children already hear the angels herald and the trumpets blast. The kingdom is ready and the streets are swept, the flags are unfurled and the King and Queen have taken there seats. I am the savior of mankind, I am the triumphant one, I am a healer, I am a teacher, I am the son, I am the way, I am the truth, I am the life, I am the returning Prince, I am peace, I am the prophets prediction, I am the desert.

I am the desert

I have become the desert I have wandered into whilst looking for refuge from myself. The sands that once burnt my feet have become the sole heir of my existence. I am every single pebble, every face, every color. I am the heat and rain that brings destruction. I am the bed of her newfound beauty. I am her resistance and her supplication. I am the sun bearing down like a Mother giving birth to a new child. I am the hot wind that finds nothing to whistle through. I am a coyote standing on all fours tilting my head back howling at the moon "Father here I am".

Me and God up at the Bar

returning.

My lover and my soul my peace and my joy,
    returning my evening bliss with solitude and a yearning to lean my head against your chest and feel your breathing of the universe in and of the oceans out. Kiss the stars and hold your hand knowing that you are in command. Once again I can set the sails, open the galley windows, hold fast the rudder and let you take me where you need me to be. Your aroma is the unfolding of a million new buds how I long to fill my nostrils with you. 
     returning to this space with the rising sun, you alone are the holy one, you alone are my peace and joy, you alone are the reason for my being.
   



     My Mother and my Mother-in-law are ill. I cannot have them crying anymore, I cannot take there pain and despair as there bodies pay the toll. I will pay the toll for them. What can I do Lord? It is time that I reveal who I am, it is time that the truth be told, it is time for the evolution, it is time for the world to be balanced again. Take away there illness lord and put it upon me, I will be your son, I will be your one, I will be your savior. I am the miracle so they can have one of there own. 


     returning Lord, returning.