You don’t write your name because you like it.
You write your name because your name.
He slowly started talking.
He does it, constitutes show up,
and then he just grab bags them.
This is principle player.
You’re talkin’ about everything.
Expect a long, drawn out pause before they come.
This is huge.
Will I get kicked off the team?
Almost but you bring us there,
to the startling conclusion of love,
A change in life’s habits,
in life’s valleys,
we have a little stand it moving in.
Let’s eliminate fish.
This is a full blown boy.
He’s sharin’ a room with me,
and we share a bed together,
at least once a week,
and we go bathe together.
This since he was three.
He’ll be 11 next month.
We’ve grown up together.
I’ve learned how to handle children
in my bedroom,
so they don’t freeze,
and I’ve grown up right alongside him.
I know he’s worthy of the attention
The divine his here,
the principle keeper in the room.
You think I’m joking?
Hear all this poetry.
If that’s not proof enough,
then read it.
You hear him here while I write it?
I mean the little boy.
We go round and round about the sound down when I write,
or he’s in my arms as I write,
except when I’m in bed riding sleep,
alone with my poetry myself
not bothered by boy.
He’s the sourcebook for the poetry,
This is a challenge record,
and I’ve lived up to the challenge,
and I’ll live up to it again tomorrow night too.
We share life together,
and we’re in that form of union
where two halves make a whole.
It’s led to so much creativity.
I am the background of his thoughts.
He’s the background of my letters to the world.
We spur together
This is high noon.
He is not one dimensional.
He can hold the world
on his tongue.
He can see enlightenment coming next.
He knows he’s the son of God,
and his dream explains the symbol.
Hagrid came to him in a dream and told him.
Told our Rottweiler Luna too
they were sons of God.
Harry Potter would be proud/shamed. [words spoken simultaneously]
No one has ever read those books.
No one’s ever understood those books.
Can we get at divine kids growing up?
How far is your divinity?
Nitish is learnin’ he’s got one,
he’s a divine being
in the making.
The dog Luna,
she puts on her human first,
which she did in the dream.
That’s her divinity.
Can I tell you stories
of what this boy and I mean together?
He’s here for a quickening
to get at that divine element in each of us.
I’m here to become normal.
I will perhaps
become a human being
that realizes spiritual enlightenment,
Wait and see.
What’s you do,
be the hero
with what you’ve confounded human?
I’m not talkin’ blister kids.
I take him for a ride
on the sunshine in his life.
I am so open with him
I give him my name.
I’m giving him my dream.
It’s a terrible dream.
All this poetry writing stuff
arrives to us from dreams.
It’s a dream maker’s query,
and it just won’t leave you alone.
You suffer for it.
You have to live up to its value.
It’s got God on it.
You can’t fool God.
That boy has some high shoes
he’s gotta grow into.
I’m teaching him muse,
showin’ him the ways of poetry,
and that begins at first with thought.
You hold the world a poet,
look deeply into symbol everything.
wow, we go to town on that one.
A little boy is blind you say.
Now can you see the world?
It’s so beautiful
I just guess.
Oftentimes I’m lookin’,
and somethin’ in the world smiles
somethin’ more than the world at me.
I’m in the shadow of mystery because I’m in a kid’s glow.
The whole world speaks to me.
It’s around me all the time
I mean somehin’.
I spur with this.
I smile back at God with this.
Thank you rainbow.
Thank you thunderstorm.
I’m just a guest at a party
seein’ the world.
I have these deep feelins inside.
I can’t make them room.
I don’t know what they’re there for,
but they give me such a buzz.
I know why a dog barks.
It’s his smile
on the rest of things
no dog can see,
and my God I love to shout
that same mystery.
Kid bliss you call it.
You just don’t know.
you don’t think I know what you think of me?
I’m with a man you know.
He is my best man,
and I am his best man.
I’ll give you that number.
The wedding is us walking together
to the engineer of life.
What you doing,
sayin’ I don’t belong with him?
You got problems with reality?
Soon I’ll be old enough to drive
him to a destination.
Until we become a popular notion,
you would get in our way if you could.
I think this is paradise.
It’s so lovely inside.
You just hear about it and say “Oh no.”
he’s the surprise
you thought you’d missed,
that gave you room to breathe.
That’s my destination,
the direction of the poet.
I’m just chicken soup,
and I rust in buckets for you?
Where were you the night I was born?
This man was there
at the hospital.
He’s the reason my parents met.
He’s been there all my life.
I surprised everybody
with his name
the first time I spoke.
I was so excited to see him.
I had baby pants then.
He's my shelter from the storm.
He’s my special friend.
He will always hold me
and wipe the world out of my eyes
when it has stung me.
I knew I had it,
enough patience with him to draw
his meaning on my page,
that little boy’s time.
The Gods have given us room.
The Gods have been there for us
when we’ve needed their handles.
It’s all in a days work
on the origins of the Gods,
on where they come from.
I am not ashamed of him.
See this ice cream and ticket place?
They got made a long time ago.
Remove the sexual abuse,
and a man and boy’s love will look like this.
It can get bigger all the time.
It can help save the world.
Are we wrong to do this?
Are we just full of each other?
You see the world in us,
If you’re too lazy to try yourself,
get someone to climb for you—
Leonardo da Vinci.
Oh, are we lookin’ at a pederast,
a young boy lover?
History will never answer the question.
It’s too biased against pedophiles.
I’m in deep water here.
Would Socrates condemn me?
I don’t think Alexander the Great would.
Who’s calling the shots?
Now that we’ve looked at an edifice of Western civilization,
let’s tear it down.
You simply cannot handle reality.
It enrages you.
They were seven days without food.
We interrupt this grocery store.
Are we close to a nuclear bomb?
We’re just showin’ yah the time bomb,
and let’s talk about the general pedophile.
He’s got this heart enemy,
There’s no remedy.
He’s not gonna do it,
quit grabbin’ kids.
Let’s take our successful at it and give it to him.
Are we sure we’re successful?
The boy lover’s around because of you.
You are blind to sexual origins,
but it will never go out of style,
messin’ with your kid’s BB gun,
and he’s seven or eight
and can’t remember you did,
but there’s no blood and confusion.
The delusion’s on first.
The baby’s erection
is like major
Your hand turned it on.
Do you want any milk?
I’ve been unpacking.
I snapped ‘im out of it.
You’re not gonna believe this.
The road handles there a long time.
I got this 10-year-old.
I started putting pressure on him.
Why did you do that?
Slightly effeminate his was,
quite possibly gay.
His ear in the refrigerator.
Good morning doctor.
Well high softy what’s you doin’?
I’m gonna determine this kid’s smile.
I’m waiting for you to tell me it was very representational
my hand on that gun
back in his early years.
We hear the non-pedophile speak.
Does he speak?
Not properly I’m a minority comin’ to you.
There are too many factors on their land,
and they’ve been told to shut up so many times.
They just deal with it.
I’m not gonna be able to do it,
that’s your answer to everything.
You will imagine the worst of me.
but I don’t do that,
be a bastard to this kid.
Know what’s gone wrong.
I’ve played hide and seek
with put your milk on the camera.
Puts the milk on you.
Look at that little child—
don’t tell me anything about freedom.
What did you want to separate from my good answer?
I’m not a bad boy.
You attack everything with sex.
There’s a couple of really poignant movies
we can look at you with.
we’re not going to rape your home
We just want to know you’re not harmed.
Literally I’ll come here:
Which understanding do I buy?
So much space.
I’m not used to explosive articles talking back.
I’m not used to anything out of the ordinary.
I can time with you.
Just give me a second.
That’s how we build bridges.
I will sell you green.
That’s why you slipped on our paper.
You thought purple.
we have on one another.
It’s not to do us in.
Can you just let us breathe,
keep your armies out of this?
You want that boy to grow up unashamed of you.
You don’t want to be the violators of his life.
Almost got it,
we have a childhood together.
We’re on our way
to the room
where you keep us
in high standing.
You’re seein’ it now.
It’s our standing room.
Where is the kid’s everyone?
If you think I could answer you,
that’s what I have done.
We are children in my society:
whatever makes him safe,
as long as it doesn’t hurt his practice with life,
as long as it gives him the dignity to stand up
and say, “Leave me alone,”
as long as it’s not against the body’s love,
and that boy’s being cared for,
as long as it let’s us be ourselves
and doesn’t force us to comply
as long as it’s not to suspicion
you apply the benefit of the doubt,
as long as it’s got us at heart,
and Mr. Enforcer
is not just in control.
Remember what you said last night.
You wanted the world free.
I thought you was gonna be disappointed
you didn’t have to report,
you didn’t have to admit,
Here I’ll give this to yah:
Everybody’s lookin’ for a divine moment.
Families they graft you to the tree
of you stay with us boy.
We’ve got to get down to our human
that brings us to divinity.
A group can do that,
if it’s not messin’ around with time.
It has a gilded purpose:
get down to that human divine.
We talk about it everywhere:
let’s get down to business, shall we?
Families just raise ships
that sail on society’s waters.
We need a larger society.
Little bitty intimate groups can do that,
research this in us
and bring it around to happen.
I belong to such a group.
So does Nitish.
We are four members human,
and we can go to six if you count dogs.
One’s on the other side.
We go all the way to society together,
on a podcast share our dreams.
The boy’s not the only thing behind me.
This group is my backbone.
One day it will be the larger ship
we sail society on,
these little groups soul arranged.
I don’t think you can put them together individually.
They form on their own,
as soul calls them,
all around time.
You know you have one
when you dream together
this ship is going somewhere.
It’s all about the inner process.
It’s an inner look
to see if it’s there.
It’s a sadhana circle/dream group.
The boy and me,
our relationship is in the context of that.
It’s chosen in awesomeness.
We shop in soul values.
You’ll know it when you see it:
its way with time.
I’m sorry I’ve explained beyond your poem.
I’m trying to get at being human,
and that’s the thing to do here,
You’ll fill me with smoke,
camouflage my words like it’s your purpose,
and try to remove me from view.
We have larger purpose,
and unorthodox does that
when the norm rejects our larger purpose.
Me and this boy love each other.
We are contributors to time.
We are not imposing on you
a rule to follow.
We just want to be accepted as the natural boundary we are.
Don’t strong arm us
to a bunch of nonsense.
Don’t cut off our heads
to satisfy yourselves
we need to be controlled.
I assure you
Human evolution is in danger in your hands.
You won’t allow for variation,
but could you let this one through?
Now go back to sleep.
I’ll call yah in the morning.
Can we communicate hate?
I am so in love with you
I’m doin’ all this explain.
Pardon me if I don’t see your divinity see.
The divine in man
is such a secret to unfold,
any way you look at it.
19% I appreciate it.
No touch about it.
I didn’t deserve to die.
You kill most of us.
This small percentage you set free.
How did I arrive at this number?
A golden muse told me.
I’m the number that doesn’t hurt children.
Okay you ready for me?
I don’t think you know how many pedophiles there are.
It’s not openly admitted,
but there are more of us than meets the sky.
We are millions.
You want to know how to handle us.
Give us gatekeepers,
a spokesperson or two
on the pedophile's side but not a molesting pedophile.
Do I have the strength?
I’m your attitude:
don’t shut the hell up
until the world is saved!
You know those climate keepers do that,
but they’re not seein’ the problem:
we have to be human with one another.
We can’t treat anyone like dirt.
They get down and dirty.
Now let’s wipe pedophiles off your list
as the hate receptacle for mankind.
Molest that child!
And we hear your hate.
Dehumanize no one,
and humanity comes to each of us
as this spreads through society
the way we treat people.
An hour ago
you had dreams like you were full of shit.
This is just dealing with his Belfast.
This is not a time measurement.
It makes it so much more pertinent
to what I’m showin’ you now.
Why would you think this is a confession?
I haven’t always been a good pedophile,
and I really feel that.
Now can we deal with today?
I can communicate for you
the utter necessity of having children
and keeping them safe and warm
from our energies.
You just baby children,
but that’s beside the point.
I’m not gonna put this out there
to be this little sheep begging for mercy.
You’d go wild.
And we’d kill you.
I’m going to be as big as time.
They had an apartment store.
They had an apartment.
We shine a light on everybody.
To your places everyone,
and here you’re accepting ours.