The beginning and end all in one

I AM

I AM to the person the longer i'v know them

-Simple . why use long and fancy words , if

the moment has no use for em'- It's simple

The closer  I AM with someone = the easier it is to get ''into ''them-

The way we feel we know it, is full of attachment and fear

Fear is based on loss = losing 

whom or what you've grown accustomed to

I AM

I feel at this moment as tho' I AM  a character within Dostoevsky's mind

Jack Kerouac hieroglyph ..

Children's book story line...

I AM

It begins with a dot.

from this all words and from . comes 

.Symbols ,symbolic - metaphors of matador (Picasso),nor do I or would I

wish to be , though I do do find myself at times filled with jealousy-

I say to myself as different faces and traces of history and 

Ancestry and wonder what it would be like to be any(which) one 

of those beings - blessed to be human beings..

''walk a mile in my shoes then you'll know!''

I try not to judge and  I don't forget what I've been through 

Maybe at times I do takes my comfort zone and tosses it to the void!

Now what!?!?!

Have to deal with life on life's terms-

At time's easy ,at other time's you wish you never got out of bed!

An that dot- you know what is that dot is !?!?

It's a moment in gap 'tween thoughts. 'tis where I and you 

begin from- where all began and came from ...

The Cosmic Dot. The Eternal dot of awareness , of mindfulness.

When ever I fall off the path or if I stumble if I'm not too caught up

I return to the dot. 

The beginning and the end all in one.

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I am

 The Empire State Building standing out above the rest of New York 

                                          

                              

                           reminds me of a huge syringe.

          plunging itself into a cloud filled sky. 

         Windy too . Feels cooler then it really is.

    My nose runs . people .cars.whole lotta' energy!

Still pumped up full of it from dancing to LSD Sound

       System music flowing through my head phones . 

                 Waiting.Wanting. Waxing.Waning .

         American flags wave ''hello'' It's time to go.

            Still dark out. Tho'' I'm full of fear , I go

          Thus. Thou. Thee .Tweedle -dee listen to me!

                  I sing this song  for you! In the rain.

           

                 I dance within puddles of reflecting rain .                       

          

                                                 C

                                                I

                                                    T

                                                  Y

             

                                              R

                                                    A

                                                I

                                                      N

                                   City pain ...  Hundred year old carved faces 

      staring at me from the building across the street. Below a restaurant.

           

 LAS POBLANITAS  MEXICAN RESTAURANT.

          A van parked out front .Hamilton Air. the color of the van ..white 

       stands out like a neon sign . more so then the neon sign right above it.

              which moves it's flashing neon lighted advertisements.

             To some this may seem like a dark and gloomy morning . 

                    

        Matter of perception 

The rain and dark and gloom always gives me inspiration to write.draw .whatever.

           I guess things are whatever you want them to be.

           I am a madwoman 

           I am whatever you want me to be

           I am a tourist .Maybe a florist.out of the forest ,looking for the latest trend

           Searin' for that endangered species end..

           I am a raindrop 

           I am a truck stop

           I am that padlock , just waiting to be pried open..

           I'v become that rainstorm ..The one you were warned for return

           I am the master , Lock and key ..The one who has returned with a 

           message for thee 

           THE MESSAGE BEING ..THERE IS NO MESSAGE TO BE GIVEN!

            I am god - I am a fraud 

            I AM YOU !

            I am whatever you want me to be

            I am a lie 

            A whisper and a cry

            I am the morning star in the sky 

            I am a mountain, a boulder and a shoulder to cry on

            I am a pilgrim 

            A grim reaper without the reap , only the sow

            I am the walker 

            I am a stalker ;)  with that quick draw shot that ended up shooting 

             herself in the foot ..so now I walk with a limp ..A Time Square Pimp

            I am the woman who doesn't mind screaming out loud

            I am she - so are we - if we only we believe to be

            I am -

                All work © Avabunny 2011