I have my ongoing contentions in my nest. My front-row audience has not grasped the detrimental impacts of the many fictional conventions that have been instigated upon us as if we are fallible and should be grateful for the Babylonian … Continue reading
Give me a few days of peace in your arms–I need it terribly. I’m ragged, worn, exhausted. After that I can face the world. -Henry Miller, from a letter to Anais Nin, featured in A Literate Passion. Slipped into a … Continue reading
I left this little guy on the deck a little longer than I should have to soak up the rays before its winter spot indoors. Needless to say, its veiny leaves mislaid, every one of them. The bare look wasn’t … Continue reading
Still experiencing spring vibes over here. If temps hold steady only rain to materialize with flakes banned until the end of the year. No residual winter blanket left, however, the graffiti remains. Unfortunately, so do the consequences associated with the … Continue reading
A lot of divination happening with this menacing technocratic universe but I’m not letting it phase me, I’m going inwards like these two old souls here. Their only concern is the present. Why feed the power source with the energy … Continue reading
There’s a queue at the moment to be born onto this earth plane, so I’m told. So many star seeds praying, conveying and negotiating their way onto this pivotal moment in planetary history. It’s hard to believe when it looks … Continue reading
Only one spark to light the room. Just one ember, flickering and illuminating what has been hidden. From that sparkle another and another until a glimmer no longer is a glimmer but a combustion. A spirit in forced confinement can … Continue reading
It’s a challenge these days to get lit up when the level of biophoton emissions of food is void due to ahrimanic beings roaming this planet. It’s even more strenuous on our bodies to feel grounded and recharge from the … Continue reading
Playing on this side of the pane all afternoon with my side kick. In the soil along a craggy creek under a shower of golden light while joint tortfeasors carry on with their egregious choreographed events. Creatures of statute, au … Continue reading
To my great joy we are finally able to lay on pavers, warmed-from-the-sun. Nobody knows how long it will last. I figure, we have a few more rounds through the darkness to the dawn. We’ve set out so long ago, … Continue reading
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