Suburban Desert Sky We Say Is Up?

From my veranda at the Loft. Apple Valley, California 09/07/2024 at 6pm

Early faith refers to the heavens as “up above” but the direction is relative. To a Chinaman, for example, these heavens I now see are are down below his feet and the dirt on the other side of the globe, etc. We are riding a spinning sphere. Paul and the gang didn’t know that yet.

Makes you wonder what else they elaborated on and explained imperfectly. And what we blindly accept as gospel truth today

In one of the gospels in scripture it says women should have their heads covered for the sake of Angels in our midst. That was explained to me by a relative authority at Calvary Chapel when I used to go there as referring to the prostitutes that had become Christians. Paul acknowledges they had the freedom “in Christ” to not cover their heads but he was telling them to cover their heads for the sake of the onlookers who had not yet been baptized, or converted you know.

It’s bad optics.

That’s what Angels actually means, according to the Pastor,  so they don’t think Christianity is just a bunch of sluts and whores. Make sure Wonder what angels are anyway.

I’m never going to give up my illusion of my guardian angel because he’s me. To me this could be one of the early examples in scripture of religious folk giving a shit what other people think.

I almost got sucked into a full-on Christian call that’s been around for probably 40-50 years called the assembly. I was going to move into what’s called a shepherding home. Mostly cuz I was lonely. Good thing my dad alerted me to the weirdness of what they were talking about and I didn’t get into it.

I have reasons for my reticence about Christianity.

If interested why I feel I have earned the authority to think and write about Christianity, check out my spiritual resume, of sorts, I made for the angels in my midst.

Stop The Paranoia, Day

Okay so confession time. This is something that’s been happening to me lately a lot. I’ve been meaning to write about it, because when I write about it I pay attention to it it’s just the life of a blogger you wouldn’t know, most likely.

One reason I’m glad I made it in music is cuz it’s going to pay for my teeth getting fixed when I finally settle down to it.

I’ll be missing my wallet say for example because lazy ass me didn’t put it in the drawer where it belongs. So I jump to Alzheimer’s suspicion. Then I jump to child suspicion: child stole it  suspicion. And this doesn’t just happen at home this happens everywhere I go if I’m missing something I go right to blaming someone and every time I find it.

Let me repeat that: every time I feel paranoia that someone stole my s*** I find it.

So the next time I can’t find something I’m going to sit down and meditate or I’m going to forget the f*** about it because it’s going to turn up and I’m going to stop the paranoia the judging and the blaming. ✌️

Crackle O’ The Wind – All Caught Up 09/02/2024

One track live acoustic and vocal from my apt

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

Countdown Babe! My EP Album Drops Monday (Today if you’re reading this on 9/16/2024)

Countdown Babe! My Album Drops Monday (Today if you’re reading on 9/16/2024)  on Apple Music, Spotify, & many other Select Spaces. Please tell me your experiences finding it or not. That would be a big help. I teach most of the morning so might not be able to check.

Watch this space for minute by minute updates.

Peace ✌️ Love ❤️ & Happiness 😊 ,

Damien 🤗 😘

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I Have Found A Meadow

I Have Found A Meadow
a poem by Damien S. Riley

08/25/2024 8pm from my veranda at The Loft.

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.

Another bonus, automatic.

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