Spookies

Here kitty, kitty
your fur as soft as silk
let's pretend your blood is milk.

---anonymous 5 year old, many years ago.

7th Cavalry

A fellow gypsy once spoke from the waves, calling himself the seagypsy, shouting the tenets of the 7th Cavalry of Truth. He had a lotus flower growing up from beneath his track marks. They never leave you, no matter if they are etched onto your skin, your memory or your soul's perimeter. Might as well grow yourself a garden to climb on out. You can never forget that it rides down in addition to up. Most people make this mistake.

He spoke of the universe not letting you get away with lies. Lying to yourself is worst of all......

Do you really think you can keep this up? Playing personalities off of one another through your secret chess game between mistaken identities at your own tea party?

Your looking glass may be dirty, but I can still see right through to you.

One thing at a time. One feeling at a time. Not every idea and action can be forgiven by immature circumstance. Those chess pieces are going to boomerang right back to you and knock you across the base of your skull. One by one.

I didn't come here to judge. I want to despise, conquer and deliver the world entire. But wrapping gauze around your wounds, your ego and pretending from crack of morning sun to truth telling lady moon of night, I can tell you, it won't work. No matter how smart you think you are.

It will catch up to your skin and your insides one day soon.

(Hear it?)

.......the quietest whisper of a march.......

{Rumble, rumble}

Dust gathering, feet stomping louder and louder.>>>>>>>}}}}}}}]]]]]]]

They're coming for you.

You can't stop the 7th Cavalry of Truth.

And when you've been warned by a seagypsy whose seen the depth of the ocean floor, and the darkness sprouting beneath, disguised in ego by the grandest clouds of the false skies you think you know, you think you own, you know its no lie.

Be sure to expose your hissing holes, smile without fear, and outstretch your arms wide when they reach you.

Seems like there's no way out of it.

(*dedicated to J. Valdivia)