YOGI TIMES PUBLISHES "WHOLE WORLD EYE"

Thanks to the good people at Yogi Times for this posting:

http://www.yogitimes.com/article/yoga-poetry-whole-world-eye-rex-butters/

scroll down to see BSP perform it live at the Talking Stick!

2/12 SHOW CLIPS!

Thanks to everyone who came out on Sunday, 2/12 to dance and listen to our crazy show. Don't forget,

WE'LL BE LIVE AT THE TALKING STICK AGAIN ON APRIL 30th. 

Mark those calendars...

bottom feeder

what a chorus

bottom feeder

millions and millions of dollars

change hands everyday, today

these hands, people who live

here on wind sandy cliffs

warm wind tickled ice plant

and spring flowers wave back

while the ocean patiently claws

away/undermines

fragile hillside slide

Monday afternoon

beach deserted/homes empty

their occupants labor

wasting the day to pay the mortgage

I steal their view

today, through this chaos of light

I see Australia on the horizon

from the Encinitas coast

broke/rent late

laughed at/rejected/spurned

I eat lunch with the Sun

my heart

a sharp-eyed low flying gull

    wings spread

speed/stillness

    hunger

Whole World Eye

whole world eye

living jewel

life source orb

growing chi pulsation

electric magnetic kinetic

water protein mineral matrix

primordial stew that made you

energy ocean surfer, fer sure

you forgot Her

like this meat blood bone

came together on its own

while you were busy on the phone

instead of the sacred temporary loan

she makes us

we wander your surface

altering the crust

till it no longer supports us

changing your skin on a whim

arbitrary borders fences and boundaries

we picture you with bad tattoos

we’re ants with explosives

clumsily spilling corrosives

fracking hacking attacking

anything that moves

separate desperate tricked into

dancing to death grooves

your rich damp dark 

fragrant grainy squeezy through my fingers

she who is all we see

we feast on your radiance

lust after your luminescence 

absence of force connects us to the source

she gladly feeds us when

we ignore them that bleeds us

the cycle continues within us

and without us

Bacon Fat

Paulie Dee oozing with cool,

and, you know...

Got to Get Out

Missouri Mesmerism

as it was meant to be:

GCD & JAM

alls we got is time...