Day: April 22, 2025

Red and blue long dresses
Flowered leis around their necks
Floral arrangement on their heads
Soft harmonious music playing
Singer has a mellow, enchanting voice
Singing in a language I don’t understand
But it doesn’t matter because
The singing and the music is so good
Seven women dancing on a beach on a sunny day
Swaying to the music like Tahitian goddesses
Transported to earth from some other world
Oh how beautiful their movements look
Oh how peaceful it makes me feel
Watching them dance and hearing the music
If only the world could be as
Peaceful as this music and this dancing
Makes my mind and my soul feel:
Fare Ha’api’ira’a Ori Turereura – E Ruaragi

Bob Boyd

I listen to a playlist I created on YouTube,
old songs I never tire of, songs like:

I Don’t Want to Live Without You by Foreigner

I’d Really Like To See You Tonight by Dan and John Ford Coley

Nights Are Forever Without You by Dan and John Ford Coley

Missing You by John Waite

I Can’t Make You Love Me Bonnie Raitt

I Go Crazy by Paul Davis

Laughter In the Rain by Neil Sedaka

Second Chance by 38 Special

Right Down the Line Gerry Raffety

And many more songs from the ever distant past,
that keeps passing faster and faster leaving
me and all those songs far behind and facing away.

But to me these songs sound today just as
fresh and new as they did back in their day
when they were hits on the charts, as if
I’m oblivious to the fact that those songs I
love are no longer fresh and are decades old —

as if I’m stuck in a musical time warp.

Bob Boyd

She put the thought form of her essence,
all that was good, loving and beautiful
about her into the cosmos.

She considered this practice she made
up like her psychic pheromones,
an experiment to connect with and
bring the love of her life to her
via preternatural means.

She practiced sending her psychic pheromones
into the cosmos daily for six months
until when she was about to give up and
thought her experiment a foolish failure.

But on that day a man mistakenly bumped
into her at a grocery store embarrassed and apologetic.
and conversation and a love at first sight ensued.

A few dates later, she knew … she knew … her
experiment had worked, and she had found the
love of her life.

Bob Boyd

Imagine if like flowers and tree leaves
reborn in spring, reincarnation is real.

Imagine if nobody ever goes to a hell,
an eternal damnation with no way out

locked in to suffer endless torments forever
without any chances for reprieves.

Imagine if all sentient and maybe insentient forms
had a chance to eventually live in eternal bliss conscious

akin to the highest heaven, and that all stories
ultimately had happy endings.

Though I can’t say if reincarnation is real or unreal,
and I wouldn’t want to come back in the midst of

a nuclear holocaust or something akin to Stalin’s
purges or the Killing Fields of Cambodia

I like the idea of everyone eventually having redemption through various life corrections, a school for souls

until they got it right, graduated, and reached the heights of spiritual perfection,

what the Hindus call Sat Chit Ananda –
Eternal Bliss Consciousness.

Bob Boyd