Fourth Ave Street Fair

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Bright-blue eyed; full of wonder. Mesmerized by this life, gravity has no force. Possessing endless positive energy, driving her through the nights and past my hour of nodding-off.

Her balance is astounding. She dances with grace and rhythm. Defies the odds of onlookers fear.

An intent to entertain surely comes from the desire to bring smiles. Knowing the way of the fool.

Amazed.

All that has lead us here, and on into the future– A maze for sure. Choices we make, ideas we manifest, persistence we hold by, vision that gives us the passion to move forth when everything seems like a dizzying force of frailsome odds.

Take breathe, take notice to where you stand. Lifting your mind, leaping in body. Up-above the winding of walls. Looking down on the grand scheme. Around at the great beyond and potential. Infinitely existing in endless flight…

Dropping down, back into this skin. For the weight of the world is what’s channeling within. Gravity does force the greatness out of these shells. Poses the challenges unto us that shall force us to dive-and-thrive.

As there is no prosperous view, without the depths of turmoil. Facing your end, your weakness of bitter-sweet emotional withdrawal– This diving down-and-in, does draw us out-and-on.

The vibrations of positivity and love are wonderful to behold. For the betterment of mind-body-soul, and the greatness of mankind. Though I have never swallowed it down, and exhaled these preachings with my every breathe. Nor do I aim for this feat. As my mind is a believer of balance. Knowing the black and white, the hate and love. Reality is what one makes, but ignorance is not my bliss. Humbly knowing what will be, feeling the loss and sorrow, and transcending the inner disgrace of fellow humanity on the brink of destruction– Acting not against or above this wrenching force, but beyond.

Each of us, our own cosmic bodies. Floating gracefully through the void of space and time. We may magnify great energy, provoking life and death– all at once. Reeling in towards the greater unknown, of black holes and mystery. Or colliding with another force for the explosive-implosion of rebirth.

May we break through the brink, glistening with grace and gusto– Gravitating in our Godly passion of creative existence. Becoming the spherical force of layered energy, mass and distorted properties. Magikal, metaphysical, morphing in our mystic minds.

A single thought may spark this being, stretch these borders, shove the masses unto their own. While I am standing solidly in my own, beholding the beauty of those who surround me– we are one in existence, forever on amongst our own.

Khronus Infinidee: Father declared you, and so you are. By December, Leo on the rise. Your force is monumental, in dreams you reside. Bless you, bless me as your carrier, bless this family and our fusion. We shall rise unto the heavens, just as we’ve fallen to here and now.

Namaste!

Oh gosh– The one person I seriously feel we can attribute our ability in being at this point and place in life to, is our landlord. What a guy! He is unspeakably awesome. Investing his faith in a couple of young entrepreneurs with a child, looking to make our dream a reality. With the worst of credit, and an eviction to worsen our track record. He is amazing, a blessing. Even though I continue to fear him, and all the power he holds, he continues to show himself as this great being of patience and chance. He’s like a mentor, with no advice, no hands in our affairs, just lending opportunity so gracefully.

I look forward to our Grand Opening. As I look forward to the personal satisfaction. Though admittedly, I look forward to his reaction. Seeing the chance he gave come to be worthwhile. Not only for our personal success, but for the betterment of this grand historical property. Years back, when he started his own business after college this location housed his first office. I think he saw the circle in life, with our coming to him for this chance. He’s a man of few words, but he loves the preservation of historical property in Tucson. It’s admirable, how passionate he is about this. As so many who invest their business assets into realty, look toward taking down what exists and creating anew. He sees what is, and what will always be– with just a little elbow grease and love.

Though I’ll never hear how proud my parents are of me, and it irks my heart. This man somehow holds a great silent and solemn guiding light over me, just as my 4th/5th grade teacher Randy. I appreciate these people, for they’ve shown me the way of will. They have been the remedy to my emptiness.