vagary

To dream a dream and it seems like life. When I wake it starts to seem impossible. Why does the dream world fill all the places that create doubt when awake.

It's not what you think it's what you believe.  Patricia '96

Cain offers God bitten fruit

Cut above the roots. After death it will be on display. Dressed up and adorned with trinkets, crafts and electric lights. I have to assume the wood will be cut up and put to use in some way when the holiday season ends. Is the tree able to understand the humans crunching around in the forest means it is being hunted. The church will admit the tree is chosen most importantly for it's shapeliness? I don't think so. The church will remove one old healthy tree to plant 40 other trees. 40 trees that have no way of surviving in close proximity to each other. Playing scientist, playing god. The angels in the forest watching the adventure. Kill all that is beautiful, man knows a better way. A continual failure known in the natural world by a different name. Created in man's world to prevent truth.

It's not what you think it's what you believe.  Patricia '96

Lizard tracks

It's not what you think it's what you believe.  Patricia '96

(mock) man-made

The illusion is created. Set up and waiting. You can't change the illusion, the illusion is always the same. You can only create the illusion.

It's not what you think it's what you believe.  Patricia '96

not really

Paper houses, paper dolls, burned to ash once the enchantment fades. Singing words that don't rhyme. Clapping sound. Two types of play. One person imagining a different place. Hand clapping needs two people. Fun is the memory. One shoe, the imaginary friend. Shadow from sunshine, clouds that don't bring rain. After the places vanish. Real never seems the same.

It's not what you think it's what you believe.  Patricia '96

dust devil, the dance of life

I see dust devils through my day, while driving around this valley. Dirt runners, swimming along in the air. Without water the clay is dust. From dust, to clay, the hand of God created.  Breathed life into clay nostrils. The breath of God is our soul. The dust devil, dirt runners. Continue to mimic the double helix dance of life.


It's not what you think it's what you believe.  Patricia '96

Lizard affection

Adorable even raised it's little head for the picture

It's not what you think it's what you believe.  Patricia '96

Peacocks on Esplanade Ave.

It's not what you think it's what you believe.  Patricia '96

Smoke From A Distant Fire

The fire and wind teamed up to create a stunning display. By using the mountain the wind was able to disperse the smoke toward the sky in a nice variation. It was not the typical straight thin line.

Warren Rd North of CA 74 South of Devonshire

It's not what you think it's what you believe.  Patricia '96

Kings River California

It's not what you think it's what you believe.  Patricia '96

Measure time guessing

We lost our seconds when clocks became digital. And we lost the time lady.
It's not what you think it's what you believe.  Patricia '96

Caring when dealing with God

Yes the message came through. The assistance was like patting Jesus on the head wearing a crown of thorns. "There, there good fellow take one for the team, say Hi to your dad for us okay. Does anyone have a kerchief I can wipe this blood on"?


It's not what you think it's what you believe.  Patricia '96

Hero worship

What is the hidden agenda? The pedestal, the praise. Odd timing. My shoulders shrug. Here we go again another never-ending cycle of BS, nonsense, mixed messages.  This could take awhile.

  It's not what you think it's what you believe.  Patricia '96

most relevant

while what you ask for is created
how will you know it
only in it's perfection?
not during the changes necessary to prepare the way

It's not what you think it's what you believe.  Patricia '96

planting a seed

focus lost during the process of growth
growth takes on a life of it's own
to come back to for nourishment
later
weary
forgetful
mostly
most times I don't understand



It's not what you think it's what you believe.  Patricia '96

fallen

waterfalls
water falling
falls
falling in the same place
continuously
flowing from a source
falling down
down
descending never climbing
toward the ground
making the earth wet
filling with water
moving constantly lower
descending down
down
lower
after the fall
the water the fall


It's not what you think it's what you believe.  Patricia '96

the unseen flame

Tar tears don't run down my cheeks.  They smear like slept in eye makeup.  Methane an invisible flame could combust the dry grass.  The smoke would be visible miles away.   Sending gun men to contain a fire, an unseen fire.


It's not what you think it's what you believe.  Patricia '96

fortunetly

The sun and clouds made the hills look interesting.  Not just part of the water cycle. Depth and dimension. Light and dark.  Others have seen these views.  Beyond the hills known as the Three Sisters.  Is a carved rock called the Mazestone.  Chiseled stone?  People who hadn't left the stone age living in stick huts hunting with branches weaving baskets.

W Devonshire East of Myers St. Hemet Calif May 2016

It's not what you think it's what you believe.  Patricia '96

as for a lost soul

crepuscular light
light rays are straight
 water is curly
shadow cast in a well
light has no shadow
beams dreams wonderful things
ice is a fleeting version
freezing is buoyant,
and spinning.


It's not what you think it's what you believe.  Patricia '96

Prussian blue

If I could make you wear something it would be Prussian blue. Twilight sky as the sunlight dims. Structural drawing plotting the design. Ocean wave you can't see through. Blue and white tea cup, fragile and thin, no time to waste or the heat is gone. Use blue or black ink remember the bruise. Happiness the bluest bird.



It's not what you think it's what you believe.  Patricia '96