Marcus The Wise

Infinite wisdom and wit
Eyes clever and esoterically fit

Living life in the here and now
Always willing to be humble and bow

Jewels of abalone glimmer and shine
Questions ready to pick your mind

Observing life in the shade of the Muir Wood Trees
A wise man, willing to help those who have fallen to their knees

A musician, a poet, a jack of all trades
A heart good as gold, a gem more precious than jade

You live a life not free from sorrow, not absent from delight
You simply live life, try hard as you might

You inspire me to write, to observe, to travel
You inspire me to live free from the man made gravel

Till we meet around the next bend
You will always be a true friend

And when i hear the woodpecker's cries
I will always think of Marcus the Wise

Twenty hours in a plane makes you go a little insane

LANDSLIDES

Dramatic and emotional events have an affect on our lives much like landslides have an affect on narrow mountain roadsides.
A landslide can be caused by the slightest movement of a pebble or trickle of water. In an instant the earth is rushing with great force down the mountainside, blocking the narrow road below. And like the process of dealing with these life events, if one person alone tries to remove the block, they will work for ages and get nowhere. If they try to ignore it, or go around, the block will still be there. However, if that person has the courage to ask for help and if those asked can come together and work as a harmonious unit, withing only a few days the block will fade into a distant memory.
There will always be landslides in life and on mountains, it is how we deal with them that will determine their effect.

Raw Existence

July 1st, 2007
(street side. New Delhi, India)

It's sticky!

Everywhere you look there are putrid flies, scurrying about like crazed mice in a field of stinky cheese. They cover the floor and walk as opposed to fly. Their numbers are so great it does not matter to get away. They land all over your body getting at the beads of sweat that glisten in the sun like tasty cooking grease.

The air is filled with the songs of horns, old engine and the beating of drums which provides the rhythm as kids perform for any kind of charity. Three wheeled rickshaws blow out plumes of exhaust as they squeal through the narrow streets crowded with people. Trash envelopes every corner of every ally or store front and immense cows and bulls roam the concrete fields in a sustained delirium like a frying hippie dancing through the open grass long after the show has ended.

An old over sunned man with skin the texture of a well worn leather belt walks hand in hand with a small albino child who's hair and skin shines as white as the meat of a fresh coconut. A unique pair indeed!

Rag tattered kids play and dance in the streets hoping to receive something for their efforts. Yet still, they smile. Give them five rupees, take their picture and their eyes light up like the stars. More gather round and although they do it for the money, for those few precious moments they express pure joy and bellow high pitches of laughter. The laughter is soon overwhelmed by the sounds of the overcrowded city.

Life goes on.

Lets Get On With It!

Existing in limitless opportunity
Held only by invisible blocks of obscurity

Indecision is sorrowfully safe
Actions begin to feel out of place

Ask others to show the way
Play this out day to day

Look listen observe and pray
Soon amazing truths will come your way

Be happy, be joyful, be glad
But most importantly don't be mad

Don't be sad, don't be down
Don't be up, and never frown

Life is beautiful, life is joy
Life should be lived with the curiosity of a new born boy

Listen to the earth, the wind and the rain
Listen to the thunder as it groans again and again

Observe your surroundings
Be mindful be quick

Be clever, be aware, be about your wits
The time is here, NOW LETS GET ON WITH IT!