Joanna Gilman Hyde

"Good Morning, World!"

Tag: humanity

SILVER SERMON

I HAVE POLISHED MY SILVER TORCH

Join Me In My Fundamental Guidance

–Yes, There Is God

No, We Are Not Dying–

We are Self Organizing

re-distributing Our Wealth

in All Forms:

Our Wealth of Individuality

Our Wealth of Spirituality

Our Wealth of Divine Intelligence

& Our Every-day Intelligence

We are going somewhere

& that Place is

The Here & Now

Join Me In My Fundamental Guidance

–You need not be “saved”

You, We, Need To Be Applauded–

Applaud Us, Ourselves

We Are The Ones Who Are Praise-worthy

God is Our Audience

Yet God is Our Substance

Our Flesh & Blood

Our Brains

Our Mind

The Silver Torch Is Lit

for Us

The Inseparable

THE HAWK DECK ANNIVERSARY

Today is One Year

from when My Friend Craziest Horse

uploaded Self Organizing Galaxy

onto YouTube–

I am a YouTube Artist now

with a solid 1,535 views under My Vest

and a career that’s unfolding

into the 2nd half of My Life

THE HAWK DECK 3:30pm

I am waiting in The Fog

with audible surf

and the occasional call

from a sea bird

waiting for The World

to collapse

but I somehow doubt It will:

The World is like A Very Strong Mother–

She may lie down for a nap

but always fixes supper

She may live in Her Bathrobe

yet maintains Her Modesty

She cleans when She feels like it

and gets Her Children to clean up

after Themselves

She loves everybody in Her House

Her Home is Her Sanctuary

She Is Her Own World

TIME IS OUR MEDIUM

I am checking My Views

for Self Organizing Galaxy

@ 9:11am & 9:11pm

Atlantic Standard Time

THE HAWK LIVING ROOM 5:20pm

Bubbles are in My Beer

& Time is A Construct

of The Human Mind

THE WORLD TRADE CENTER

I saw a Little Girl

Wearing A Watch Today

The Sky was Silver

The Rain came down

& The World was about

to Change

01:50pm

The Big Red Spot

from My Period

on the well-rumpled bottom sheet

is My Red Star

STOP

with My Big Black Astro

pawing around

the wrinkles

BLACK

STOP

WHITE

STOP

RED

6:15pm

A Canadian Maple Leaf

is A Star

RED STAR

undulating

Above The Blue Horizon

ON MY WAY TO THE MAIL BOX

In My School, Valley Cottage

I Swang on d’ Swings

w’ Mark Brown & Philip Duncan

& Louis Jordan

dey were Black Boys

dey were My Frens

d’ Black Girls

Rang Roun’ Me

dey Shuvved Me

dey Beat Me Up

THE HAWK DECK 11:25 am

Sitting on My Deck

In My Red Deck Chair

I Have The Sheets on The Line

& The World in My Lap

I Can Hear The Surf

& See The Blue Horizon

Hazed Over

Like My Open Globe