Humorist, Author, Bird Watcher, Blogger, Podcaster, Singer-Songwriter, Guitarist, Professor, Son, Dad, Bro, Mentor they all define me Damien Riley. Welcome.
09/02/2024 – “All Caught Up’ Homeshow – 1 of 4 songs I’m posting from the show
Lyrics: A little child inside Hears owls hoot The radiant evening’s soon Games are played Streetlight Approved In the Crackle of the Wind A little Raven head steps up to the stool to see the moon from a ragged room A night dress is hemmed at a mother’s spool In the Crackle of the Wind And I can hear the wind sing Way Oh Way Oh A song is played in some dark room Someone’s heart is deeply moved Season’s change their different hues in the Crackle of the Wind And I can hear the wind sing Way Oh Way Oh
Words and music by the man singing and playing guitar, Damien S. Riley
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After a several days’ walk I find the road is often rough and wobbly. I can fall if I lose my impermanent footing. I keep a weathered eye and steady my gaze to avoid a stumble, though many times I have. I know I will fall again but that’s ok, since I know how to fall and how to lube my emotional transmission and GET UP.
I am grateful for my mistakes, for they have made me wiser.
After a surplus has been stored inside my red zipped-closed backpack, I can feel its limit and I try not to breathe the noxious fumes that come from only myself.
Like ghosts in Anaheim they begin to materialize when I go over my surplus “level.” I’m getting so much better at knowing my limits, although I’ve found I am a limitless being. Figure that out and I’ll give you a dollar.
There is no view but mine. There is no view but yours. We are connected with different views that are only one to us and to eternity.
The yin needs a yan to be a yin, so I accept both.
I am all there is.
I am the eye of the universe looking at itself and where it’s brought me after 400 million years.
I have found the way is rocky and deadly if you slip. Just one can be a doozy. Leave you with a black eye and a sullen heart which waxes cold. It’s hard to remember where you are and who you want to be sometimes.
Search hither and yon but your inner being finds the meadow, when you stop resisting.
I used to search for this meadow, now I’m here and I ain’t never goin’ home. I cannot tell you where I am. You’ll have to find it on your own.
Bonus if you’re online.
The tiny blue flowers minister to my beleaguered soul. I get tired even when I know I AM surplus energy, that essence which humans call love but I get tired still. I’ll tell you how to solve it when I figure it out and I am so close, babe.
It’s getting so much better all the time.
Every day I see more of me. I am vast.
A little raven head is me.
I encompass the mountains I must climb.
Watching me in the meadow, so glad I found this place, a stop, a place to make a practice of stopping.
My guardian angel is with me. I take care of Damien and he is doing great, y’all should be proud. You needn’t worry about this here guy!
I am my own guardian angel
I must leave the meadow tomorrow for a minute but I shall remember the good vibe here in these long hours. They are my MapsAndLegends quest to the next part that only I can ever see ahead.
In fact, only I will ever see anything in here. I am all alone and that’s perfectly wonderful. You learn to enjoy ones own company or you skeletize.
I certainly hope you enjoy the guitar.
Every day is a new song, have you got it yet?
I have found a meadow. I believe you can too. Come rest in mine along your journey if you like, fellow traveler.
Keep your eye on me and watch me change.
Cross that bridge, take every road, everywhere you decide to go you’re forgiven, THIS is heaven.
I see you financed an 80k car you were able to get because you do a job you dislike.
Next life get the job you love thru blood, sweat & tears driving a 500 dollar car for cash. You’ll not need those frills or that seriousness. That which you dream is yours already, energetically.
I thought to myself recently, earlier tonight specifically,
“I don’t have enough pictures in my albums nor on my walls. I need memories. I have memories, but I need pictures to remind me of my memories and the ones I love up in photos in my sweet home, which I am so thankful for, period.
So I thought, “DAme how shall I transfer my desire from my heart to my computer, which is digital, to Walgreens, one hour photo, and in turn tony frames and albums on my kitchen table period.
I scolded myself briefly, remembering I’m on GoFundMe for God sakes. I remembered I’m near broke. I do have a little nest egg I can feel thankful for.
I’m starting back riding the bus four times a day on Monday, and waves of fear hit like Donehey beach so I should save the nest egg that I have and not be wasting it on photos, period.
That was not my guardian angel protector speaking just now.
But then I thought, what did I write my book on, period? I wrote my book on the law of Attraction and purposefully feeling good which attracts an awareness to the Surplus ALREADY HERE, period.
My guardian angel who IS me said,
“Maybe you can’t put money out at Walgreens yet DAme period. But we can get access to that good feeling of a surplus of money, which we always have soon, and transform want making it feel a little bit better by putting photos in a folder and spending some time with a cup of coffee, pre-planning my trip to Walgreens, period. I can stop what’s being spent today and make myself feel good for free.
And that’s what I thought tonight. I wanted to share it here on my blog with you, period.
I do that, you know.
My new book Surplus is available to you immediately for eBook download. It’s $9.99.
If you can’t afford that, or you just plain don’t have an interest, that’s perfectly fine. It’s just that wrote it for people, and I’d like people to read it, period.
