A spoken word poem: I am not me

I am not me me

I am the wind that blows, the sun that glows and the water that flows

I am not me

I am everything that I see, everything that is free, that is a spree from imprisonment

I am the wilderness, I am the lion, I am the maki, I am Orion

I am not me I am we

I am the dust and the lust in your loins

I'm nothing and I'm the song you sing

I'm the rhythm you tap, I'm your afternoon nap

I'm the wings of a bird I'm a fleeing herd

I'm a nerd, I'm a freek, I'm weirdo, I'm a geek,

in other words: I'm everything that you seek

I am not me I am we

We are the wind and the sun and the clouds and the rain

We are that thing that cares not whether it is sain

We..

We are the nothingness, the everythingness, the freedom

We are the -ing the -ess the Om

We are the hum of ours sisters long gone

gong gong gong ring the bells that we are,

the bells that we could be if we only listened that far

We are the essence of the earth, it's wail, it's cry, it's shout:

why, why why did you just walk by and by?

We are the high, we are the low

We are the sun, we are the moon

We are the soon becoming doom..

But don't be blue

Cause you are not you

As I am not I and we are not we

We are the infinite deep blue sea!

and in it's depths we are limitless

There is no need for stress or inner mess hey

Life is more like chess, our plans are not seamless

There is no need for greed and hate

Wake up mate, before it's too late

cause we are not we, we

We are a tree and in it's branches one big family

We are not the end, we are Godsend

spirits in bodies we lend

they are ours just to tend

We are the flow

and the glow

and whatever we choose to sow

And if we let go we can grow

Because we are not in need

We...

We are the seed.

(This spokenword poem came through literally in one sitting, channeled from somewhere after waking up from a vivid dream)