PGA Dialup

Pink Sky ~ Wyatt

I chase the moon, I race the sun

Hold my crystal Goblet up, as one

With the Eckankars, as they weave through stars

Mystic travelers on a stream of light

Flowing joy flight through the night.

Hue; the color, and the sound

In eleven worlds,

The planes surround all our eyes can see.

This material world, we wear like feathered cloaks

Beating hard against the mirrors and the smoke

As we learn to fly

Anon, anon, and on and on…

Cracking castles with our songs,

Dismantling things as must be done

To be free of them

Anon anon, and on and on.

Up on the hill, I saw a cross

Couldn’t decide to be on or off

So I turned the pages I could find

Read great mysteries, studied rhymes,

Questions, dares, and lyric briefs

Never finding my relief.

If it’s dreams we want, then we must sleep…

We weave the Pink Sky…

It’s morning’s lie…

As we wake.

Hearts melt…it’s true

But there’s hate inside of us, too.

Dreams mate with truth

In the garden…in the roots.

In me and you...

Some hidden road to walk.

Clearly we are meant to ask

And to answer at the last

What are we about? The largest "Why?"

When our flesh is shed…

Put our cares to bed…

With our arrogance.

The poet knows his words are sly

And Karma pays us, we can’t hide ....

To dream the dreams, to go inside

The Pink Sky

LOVE ~ Wyatt

Love . . . I sat in your favorite place today

With a Cheshire cat smile, I counted the clouds in the sky

Love . . . I search for the words I want to say

In my garden of thought they just go sailing away

Love . . . they put up some posters today

With a bright yellow flower and black letters that say

“Come to our circus, come see the jugglers’ spheres dance

You’ll have a great time watching the acrobats dare chance”

So I bought us some tickets at a corner newsstand

When I got on the subway they were still in my hand

It’s a funny thing how life seems to have its own plan

Should I show them to you today?

Should I just hide them away?

Love . . . they’re rigging the sailboats at the shore

Laughing with the seagulls as the rain begins to pour

But love . . . it doesn’t matter anyway

The wind is full of spirit and it promises to stay

Love . . . the stars bloomed tonight when the moon went astray

Playing hide and seek shyly with the clouds over the bay

And the great space between them doesn’t seem so very far

As I pilot my spaceship, knowing it’s really just a car

So I head up the highway leaving the waves and the sand

I know you’ll be waiting . . . wondering where I am

It’s a funny thing how life seems to have its own plan

Should I call you to say I’m on the way?

Surprise you with flowers and say . . .

Love . . . you fill up my heart with your smile

Love . . . let’s go to the circus for awhile

Love . . . let’s sail with rain in our eyes

Love . . . come ride in my spaceship to the sky

Love . . .

Whole ~ Whitaker

She... feels like dancing. He... don’t feel like dancing.
Long ago they fell in love; it’s funny how things change.
He’s always dreaming. She’s tired of waiting games. She stopped believing.
Long ago the love they found, got lost along the way.
How can we love someone else, ‘til we learn to love ourself?
Do we need sombody else to make us whole? To make us whole.

Only truth can set us free, and only love can heal.
Only God can make us whole... only we can feel.

And now, he feels like dancing. She... don’t feel like dancing.
Long ago they lost their fire; truth put out the flame.
How can we love someone else, ‘til we learn to love ourself?
Do we need somebody else to make us whole?
To make us whole. God make us whole. Make us whole.

Everything ~ Whitaker

Hey old friend how do you do. Tell me what’s become of you.
I can’t complain... but life’s been rough. Just never seems to be enough.
‘Cause honestly... everything is still a mystery.
Seems to me that everything is where it’s supposed to be.

I have only one request. Follow this and you’ll be blessed.
Do in life what you do best. Live with love... forget the rest.
Cause honestly... everything is still a mystery.
Seems to me that everything is where it’s supposed to be.

Hey... see the light and say... hey...
Honestly... everything is still a mystery.
Seems to me that everything is where it’s supposed to be.

Pedal Giant Animals ~ Wyatt

{BN} “My name is Bali-Nahoo... and I ride the giant Lion. It is an honor and a thrill to move upon the world this way. When I Climb into the saddle and I pedal, it starts the engines of the day. My people have a great design... We've built a world where we can play… Crystal domed cities, with pathways high up in the sky... traveling the "Are-Ways", to the Pyramid that holds the Sacred Eye. I had a dream in the night and Dr. Wu was there with me. There was a light up in the sky... I could touch it with my hand if I held it up high. He told me three things are freely given, and two others must be sought. One gift is the Yellow Court Canon, a Dao story that weaves thought. So I ride looking for my dream... my fellow travelers all around me. In the Pyramid the Puzzle Master hides the pieces; complicates the Play... ”

{PM} “Do you know me? When the big bang happened I'm the one who lit the fuse. And in that white hot moment, I made all the perfect rules. There was no plan, no "instant man", or perfect destiny... Just a whirlwind day, a child at play, a foaming sea of probability.”
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“Did you guess yet? Name some names and scratch your head a bit? When you stare up into heaven, can you see all of it? Are the stars all clear... dots on the chandelier of your mental halls? Winking hints, pointing fractured links to the broken path... that somehow moves us all.”
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“Pedal Giant Animals, Jump the cracks, in the pathway back, to where I started it all.”
(Pedal Giant Animals... pedal giant animals.)
“Must I tell you? I am the Puzzle Master, sitting outside the fog. In my Pyramid construction, I do it all. Changing waves into particles, I've watched the fractals grow... from a single seed into complexity, it's been a marvelous show.”
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“I move the paths into streets and lanes that you might recognize... I've put some clues into cul-de-sacs where you may ride. To find the nature of yourselves would be your greatest pride;
the 'Are-Ways' are converging... possibilities merging...what a grand design.”
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“Pedal Giant Animals... break the backs of the physics hacks... and find your way inside.”
(Pedal Giant Animals... pedal giant animals.)

Bali Nahoo rides the Lion... curving space and breaking time...
Searching for some hidden rhyme... some clue revealing the sublime.
Pedal Giant Animals… the universal tangible... Pedal Giant Animals... Pedal Giant Animals…
To come inside, just free your mind... no need to rush, there’s lots of time…
The Puzzle Master guarantees you’ll be fine!