Blue Skies...

...Smiling at Me

My good friend Nash Quest

makes an appearance in this video.

He always keeps it real, positive, and inspiring.

Funk-e...

(Louis Porter)

(Louis Porter)

(Louis Porter)

Mishmash of messy sounds

Singing in this ear in a way which can't hear

the unseen of my

being

Waiting on breath and guided by feeling

I keep singing

this song with no words

Just following rhythms which move my feet-

I try to hide it in the street

But I keep my beat

Wake up...

Do...

(Louis Porter)

Get out there today-

Do something

You may be scared to do

-or say

Get out there today-

Put yourself in the middle

Test your comforts and stretch your mind

Get out there today-

How do you want to make your life?

Go Do.

Last night...

Kiss me. Kiss me all night.

Hold me tight.

Perfect Day...

Start here. Sweetness.

Find your golden-

bricked road. Curve with its turns and smile.

You are always home.

Ride the waves and thank the sun.

Make the best of it.

It's all you got.

Might as well enjoy the journey.

Put his favorite perfume on...

Swinging in the backyard
Pull up in your fast car
Whistling my name

I'm in his favorite sun dress
Watching me get undressed
 

Kissing in the blue dark
Playing pool and wild darts

Thinkin is fleetin...

Thinkin' ain't easy

it doesn't come cheap.

You never know where it takes you

What mountains become steep

I keep recitin' new lines

to memorize

to mesmerize and retrain

this worried mind

It don't feel sublime.

And then I think of you

at home

My friend. Who I only knew on the coast.

Back in the day in this random way.

And now you inspire.

I feel higher.

Energetic word streams telling me to believe-

In this road of movement now

There is not a second to waste

And keep up the pace without haste

Because you have lots of life to soak up

and you never give in

and-

Your luck never left you since you chose to begin

Never let up

Because time flies when you lie, and then you die

Live inside

And open the mind

You don't have to keep up

Keep your mind from getting stuck

Because we all want love.

And we are all worthy

to be. This love.

Everything is already always in change

It can easily rearrange

It goes both ways-

So decide how you want to play.

Hotel bed...

Running round

and round

The circles of life

Those cycles

they say we need

To know difference

To feel the shifting insides

of Growth

Hotel beds.

Couches.

Home-

-Away from home.

Many hands to support me.

No longer you.

You may tire of me,

And I'm not who I used to be.

But where will I find home?

Journeys take us far

But I find near

Inside this heart

The story never ends.

Only I can find peace.

Not even you can give it to me.

This should feel lonely-

And yet, I breathe to know that I leave it up to me

Because we are all in a cricle

Lonely does not exit if I remember I am worthy

I can break from the concrete

I can fly

In City skies or Winter limbs

 

In the zone...

Gather together...