All the Air in the Room

A Mystical Poetry Collection by John Ackerman. A window into the soul of John, All the Air in the Room is an intimate glance into the life of a lover of mixed up experience and lostness and weariness and finally triumph and elated spirit and no one knows secretly nothing is covered in dragon skin as I am in oceans of weariness sorrow is a seashore covered in skins made of plastic instead of impacting the ocean with a pattern of harmony we exploit it and export it and resort it to another blue story we have nothing to do with....instead of renewing our wealth of self we withhold our hearts in nuggets of gold and hoard our pelts and buckets of cords and abhor open doors and giving our- selves away momentarily, truly I tell thee, if you desire harmony, give away everything.... if you need discord, hoard, and ye will find mind is what we make it, as space in time is spirit.