xmas daze in australia have always been difficult for me, no family, no method, no guru no religion so i find myself following the flow, one year after the other surrendering to what will be will be, and this year i find myself visiting a friend i have not seen in several years. he has cerebral palsy, confined to a wheelchair, he's name is danny and i knew him about ten years ago when i took him out to nightclubs, bars and strip clubs. he always liked music, and enjoyed the vibe of a good band. we even bought him a keyboard which he played relentlessly, his head swaying just like that blind cat who played jazz and blues. danny still digs the music, i played him my cd as he opened up his xmas gifts, a new keyboard which i set up for him and let him rip into it, little blasts of sound, we set the rhythm track up and he played shorts bursts of dissonant organ, i'm clapping my hands and danny starts smiling and laughing and we get the groove going.
i sneak away while he explores the parameter of sound, i'm sitting on a sofa listening to him, watching him rejoice in some sort of ecstatic state and i'm thinking this is perfect, i wouldn't want to be anywhere else than here right now, today. 
as i prepare some salad for his lunch danny comes out of his room, he's crawling on the floor, laughing and swaying his head. man he's loud but i tell you, he's free in that laughter, happy as a clam. a lot of people make the mistake thinking danny has limited intelligence but he's actually quite funny and sharp, just has trouble getting people to appreciate that he;s more than his body. he sits down at the table and eats all his dinner, washing it down with a soft drink, satisfied he crawls down and into his room for some more keyboard. 


it's been a strange year, watching friends succumb to drugs, alcohol, stupidity, envy, greed, selfish whims and self destructive ways that cumulated in taking me down with them, i turned to ganesh for assistance and to magick, and to my own true self, i left behind foolish things, sacrificed everything put the cards on the table, the jokers and aces, touched the flame, incense and candle, drunk the amazonian wine that can only take you so far, i took the dream weaver and created my kingdom, walked upon water and maybe i drowned a little but i never once doubted my self, i know what's what. find out who you are stay true to that.


you can worship your dollars, your idols and sins, you can keep your little ego's for the game to begin, i don't need no illusion infiltrating my work, a little temptation leads to a world of hurt. 

i got my motives and they are known

i have my passions and their on the road (less travelled)

i know what i'm doing is inversely proportioned

as you watched it fall apart (unravelled)

i got my motives and they are obtuse

and i know what i'm doing makes no rhyme and reason

and you just call it madness

but i know that it's only

love over sadness

you can have your money in dollars and cents, the banks are the temples where you deposit intent, and you can have all the cash for that's not my thing, you can have your lies and web of deceit, a little propaganda on a dead end street.


have a great day to all my friends and family, stay true to your selves, follow your star for you all shine very bright in my universe and it's beautiful.