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Another Snow
Aussiesemmissions
Architecture
Flatland Gifts
Lillypad
Old Pine Walls
Route 29
The Picnic
Architecture
Birth and Regulation
Breathe
Bright Light Face
Crazy Burrito
A Fence
Good Dog
Windmill
Here
I Am (By Kippie)
I Want To Dance
Lost and Found
Mary Had a Little Lamb
Native Prayer
Old Man Rythmn Nation
Schizophrenic
Shroud
Sport
The God Man
The Knapsack
The Picnic
The PlayLovers
The Shiny Shoes
To Feel God's Pleasure
UnNamed Lover
Various Waves
We Like Our Dogs
Wise Old Uncle Whoopies' Recipe Poems
Free Horizon
Growth


Blowing, burning, and bursting forth like a blazing comet,
hurling through the void with flames screaming and flaring.
Flaring with an energy that lights the universe.

With racket, feet, and hands,  human energy explodes
with ten thousand screams of  "I AM!!"   "WE ARE!!"  And, "THIS IS!"

THIS, is love
THIS, is an event
THIS, is an event of purpose
THIS, is an event of a thousand runners racing to infinity.
THIS, is an event of man reaching through hoops and towering over nets.
THIS, is an event of the Zen Archer, becoming one with the target.
THIS, is an event whose arrows, energy, and pure focus cry for the target.
THIS, is an event of a thousand swimmers swimming and streaming through the water.

To the ocean - and home.
A million individual drops of humanity brought together as one, through an event.

THIS is an event of hope, as excellence streaks toward GOD
with the speed of a discus, the forcefulness of the shot,
and the preciseness of a javelin.

THESE, are events born of love,
and the need to shout,  I AM!"  "HEAR ME!"
"WE ARE!"   "HAVE HOPE!"    And,        'ALL WLL BE WELL!'

"ALL IS WELL WITHIN THE UNIVERSE    OF ALL EVENTS
THAT COME TOGETHER    TO FORM ONE    INFINITE       EVENT!"