an ærotic living

what is this affair we call living

if not the dance of the ærotic

the great mystery of a passion

a relentless persuasion

known to humxns by many

names and incarnations

attributes and mythologies

over ages…

a bending of infinity

casting spectrum of light

vibrations sprinkling upon nascent dust

animating of and as

the emergent dark majesty

the ever weaving tapestry

some call space-time

suns moons planets

black holes enraptured

the holy birth of

death and transformation

the paradox of immortal mortality…

eye arrive at The Holy Blue

a Divine Covenant burgeoning

in the grace of a watery orb

that moves the only romance

my bodies consent to

the breath of life

fills the corporeal with its fervor

earth’s got drip y’all

got style

got flavor

swirls and whirls

an alchemy dynamic

as the raging fires of intimacy

plunge into the deep waters

abundantly…

life.

death.

the passion moves…

earth

writing of its own ærotic tale

celebrating the heavens

as it streaks through endless skies

song hurling in its wake

blue orb

nestled in kinship

island universe/s

light years wide

the sky is a neighborhood…

eye arrive

an emerging

immersion into the Selves

eye am a ring of council

intertwining

in a serpentine dance

eye swirl these Selves into the infinite

dancing in and as the creativity of earth

nestled in relationship to xyr community

creation as nomadic energy

a divergence inceptive

a differentiation experiential

a divine communion in mortality

with roots boundlessly

woven in the beyonds of Deathless

inseparable as one

eye arrive

a collective

embodying the hunger

the raging fire to be

the deep water to become

the Sacred Breath to continue on

in relationship with the everything

emerging consciousness

emerging sensuality

an awakening into the perceivable

a burgeoning awareness

as sentience takes ride through form

it be celebration of possibility

A Ceremony of motions and/as perceived time

the music is ever playing

the symphony ever awakening itSelf

and we are this awakening

we are also it’s reflection

the heavens are Divine inherently

religion has no patent on Divinity or worship

it’s a Birthright we ride in with

the creative exists.

forever beyond just a mental reach of fathom

from our inherently humble humxn space of vantage

creation

existence

is a fearfully wondrous mystery

we will ever seek devotedly

to know

to live

to endure

to wield

to understand

to celebrate



these wilds are holy

a Sacred Prayer

rising from the consciousness

of a humble majestic whetting world

we are the Divine nestled within itSelf

nestled within the grace

to experience this thing called living

nestled within the grace

of sensuality

the art of perception

the depths of emocean

the passion of wonder

the Presence to create

we are ærotic by nature

a hunger nestled within the unique artistry

that is the humxn song in relationship

an artistry that our reflective consciousness

graciously grants

and invites

how might we art our way

how might we come to know this Presence

how might we come to wisely emerge it

and dance together in its fruits

my bodies move

they groove as communion

a practice in consciousness

as both the eye and the everything

make home in the paradox

eye choose residence

get mySelves some tea

in upside down glasses

as eye walk this genesis experience

drawing from earthly and universal wisdoms

emergence

transformation

relationship

moving beyond interpretations

as the urge to cling to imposing limits

cultivating interpretations of my emoceans

into reverent luminous conversations

thick in the listening

rich in the poetry

playful in the humor

open in the flow

eye bend my consciousness

illuminating my sacred patterns

of perception and experience

to inspire a seeking

a moving beyond

just experiential duality and binary thinking

the truth reaches further

and is so much more

rousing

arousing…

limits born of a perceived

and cultivating rigidity

make experiential chains

of our humxn emergent sensual range

demonize our emoceanal depths

but not the culture that scorches them

the illusion feels heavy

like a gravity

we are coerced to forget ourSelves

coerced to be absorbed

we move saturated by

a limited exploration

of fear’s sacred conversation

the fruits of modernity

have been genetically modified

covered in pesticides

soils stripped

“nutrients” reintroduced

our living is haunted

we are compelled to walk the surfaces

like the living dead

a reality we gotta See

to writhe ourSelves free

lest we be…

?

modernity is suspect.

the quantum of this futurism through

My Rooted Feminist Queer Blackness

is a journey in fugitivity from a cage of hierarchy

whose tentacles be hunting consciousness like wraith

eye make home in the eye of The Sacred Compass of my Emocean

eye move as the Rise of the Ring of my Council

eye hear my ancestors whispers from this place

eye lean in

learn slowly

relentlessly

listen deeply

intentionally

these holy waters

the nature of their wet

their wilds

the vastness of their language

eye invite as poetry in these bodies

eye cultivate Self trust…

(con)sensual motions

are a truth eye deepen

with every breath

my boundaries be holy

as eye take up residence

in the eye of vast weather that is this living

eye wield my will

harness my attention

harness my intention

again then again and again…

a way of life…cultivating

curve the shape of my perceptions

rising from the fruits of practice

my truth creates of me

my greatest work of art

these Selves

my relations

scaled phoenix playing in the skies

within the ocean of what is

the ocean of this living

a (re)membering of Ceremony

eye reach for with my everything

to celebrate and worship the abundance

already living its best life

beyond the violence and banal shallows

of crafted hierarchies and systems

seeking to curb my natural resistance

aspiring to have

my consciousness

my living

my bodies

bound to its reality

eye do not consent

eye reach into the emoceanic wisdom

the queerness of ways my Ancestors

worshiped freedom in bondage

the ways we still do…

the music lives

in our dance of resistance

our dance of resistance is inherent

a claiming and celebration of our wilds

moving through what is contrary

friction calls in the fire

and our æros be a work of art

a (r)evolution freedom seekers everywhere

be studying

hungry for it…

we make poetry of our fugitivity

our fugitivity be indigenous to modernity

eye listen to the language of bones

bow my head to the wisdoms

and spirits of the lands and waters

and speak in tongues with the stars

eye pray to the sunrise every morning

the sunset every eve

and xe whisper secrets of a love beyond

the grating enduring of hierarchy

beyond the interpretations of life and death

that inspire a constricted fear over the grace of a reverent one

my hope lives here

in what is…

you. whole. holy.

me. whole. holy.

we. whole. holy.

earth. skies. water. whole. holy.

and our inherent infinite creativity

as identity

as living

as loving

as religious

as spiritual

as communal

as emergent

as alchemic

moves as the wisdom

of waters and skies

a fluidity wondrously emergent

(con)sensual

accountable

wetting saturating abundantly

our todays

healing our yesterdays

birthing our morrows


We Are Celebration


we situate ourSelves in the sacred poetry of this living

we reside in the truth of our humble humxnity

we listen to the whispers of the wisdoms of horizon

we commune horizontally

cast fire to verticality


forgotten to the blunder

of continuing dominations and supremacies

forgotten to the clinging to rigid certainties

despite the truth of an infinite emergent reality

forgotten to the vapid antiquated notions of hierarchy

and the legacy it creates

we live together an ærotic life

textured colorful playful

we art our reality

in the layers of community

Celebrate the Ceremony

that is the grace of breath

consent an abundance overflowing

personal accountability deepening liberating

we live it first in our bodies

cultivating moment by moment

and it dances it’s fruits of truth into this living

we practice reverence of the Selves

reverence for all of sentience

protecting each others freedom

protecting each others sacred wilds

as we cultivate such a nature

and it ripples into the everything

a truth

an integrity

moving well beyond the pitfalls of performance

we cultivate a Self Presence

through practice

through intention

bending the culture we are saturated in

from the inside out

makes real of us…

we move as a (re)membering

of the Glorious Ceremony we are

decadent

beautiful

reverent

(con)sensual

accountable

graceful

ærotic

we…

🖤