Cats in the woods...

You jump upon my keyboard and tell me to pet you..

An orange cat with stripes of white and yet does not speak..

There is no sound and yet Love demands to acknowledge itself..

Life touches life and resounds with Love..

We see a Dream and the Dream becomes manifest..

Life in all forms become present..

And yet, we desire to become powerful..

Why do we desire pain?..

It is the Drama that we desire..

Postive and Negative, up and down, in and out..

So many roads to travel..

And yet, We can return Home in a second..

This map is left to you...


-thomas