Bioluminescence

Swimming in the ocean near Cape San Blas.    





Come roam among my secrets.
Grasp
my warm hand in yours,
fingers intertwined,
and become the
fox,
the hunter of God's subtleties.
Be the one
I turn toward in the midst of my dismay
and perfect aloneness.. 
and
be the one
I say,
"Here, look at this magic here!!!"
And they will be our secrets. 
The ones that only belong to us.
Two.
We will swim in the them.
Have you considered this? 
:GODLINESS.   Ohhh0ooh.. 
it's reconsidering what to make of us. 
WE.  You + Meeeoowwww. 
it's the OPEN MIND.  the wide sprawling ocean in the night,
The concoction of stars
shimmering, enchanting, encircling our skins. 
Bio-Illumination. 
Supernovas for another galaxy.
Thrust, swim, arms and whole selves.
Drip drip drip... a million flecks of tiny light cascading from our bare
shoulders
Splendidly from our chests.
The fox sees these things. 
These are the secrets.  For my partner, lover accomplice;
eager and longing for subtle and astounding ventures.
The deep and unseen moments,
where I privately feel god's warm kiss upon my neck
(and I want you there),
upon the sea shore.
The two of us among god's mystic spells..  ahh..  
the gentle enormous smile
of
supernatural adoration.






Andrew Tipton

For the Ones who Take Up the Empty Spaces

Standing On My Roof During The Storm

I feel in a constant state of visceral inclination.  
I feel enraged, and yet buried beneath intense calmness.   
I feel engulfed and devoured,
and wholesome.  

This afternoon, I picked up my camera and climbed out of a window onto my roof in the pouring rain..  and the wind from enormous black storm-clouds blew my long hair in all directions.   My eyes squinted as gusts of wind whipped me and howled around me.  Cool winds and water spraying through the sky onto my body.   Drips on my lips.. and into my mouth.    Ohhh!!!  it was so genuine..  unrehearsed, uncalculated.  The storm came at sunset, and took the place of the sunset.   It was marvelous to behold.   
We are taught to "close the windows"... keep out the storms, stay dry...  and when our instincts say, "open the window and climb out into the rain"...  our reasonable self tries to deny that sort of thing!    It says,  hell no!!      Listen we are in need of this sort of self that defies practicality and rational justification..  not for the sake of social defiance.. but for the sake of remaining hungry and true..   its that genuine self that is seeking out what improves our souls.   Maybe this genuine-self has us climbing out onto a roof in the rain... maybe not..  Maybe it has us doing something completely predictable and ordinary at times!      But we've got so much in store for us if we'll be attentive to its longing and direction.    Genuine action is superior to any other action..   you can feel it vibrate every cell and vessel.      The actions we are capable of, when we leap out of our minds and into our genuineness..   are tremendous.   




Andrew Tipton





 








 

Lose Cleverness

The trees right now in the Great Smokey Mountains, are blooming,   and they are the most intense shade of greens.    The rivers are rushing down the mountains.     The Elk are feasting on the moss and foliage at the edge of meadows.    





Andrew Tipton

Punta Mita Surf Lessons

Conversation Over the Roar

We are living proof of ourselves.    We are living proof of what we have agreed to become, of what we need, of what we want.     In the downtown streets of Chattanooga,  I played music in the loft today,  I plugged in my amp,  opened the windows, and turned on our flickering rows of cheap string lights..  I put my hands and fingers to the strings and just let out goodness.       And there was no hiding here.. no shame.. no darkness and hostility..  only the feeling of being accepted and desired.  Both by myself, and by God.      Admiration from across the room as well... wearing underwear and a grin.    

Andrew Tipton

Devour Me

Andrew Tipton