There is No Home Like You
We so often forget the power in our energy we carry within. We are the path, we are the healer…why not keep things pared down? Forgive, forget, let go all things that do not hold deep and devoted love. We … Continue reading
Category Archives: System Failure
I Know That I Know Nothing
For those of you genuinely paying attention to the times in which we live and have even an inkling of what’s going on, you know what is at stake here. For those who are in the dream spell, know we … Continue reading
Hold the Line
Does anyone else feel like their heart is caught in their throat? Hold the line. Be still but bold. Be anxious for nothing. Let it all play out. Let us pray, meditate, and find wisdom within and lest us not … Continue reading
A Dawn of A New Age
In my heart, a song. In my step, a lightness. In my depth, a spirit that won’t die. At the brink, prophecies hindered. A force, devoid of love, extinguished. New growth and swift strides during a clamorous winter. Forsaken honeypots … Continue reading
Currently,
when privacy is the new abnormal, pretentious and empty flirtation with the dark side looms. “A child born today will grow up with no conception of privacy at all. They’ll never know what it means to have a private moment … Continue reading
I Wonder
about Papa Bear’s decisions at times. While I am a fan of 2Pac for his creative process, his short-lived life abruptly ended his growth in an allusive free form music genre; it did not stop the maverick from being one … Continue reading
We See You
As the house of cards collapses the acting exponentially worsens. It’s insulting, at least put on a good show if you are going to feature the gaggle of thespians time after time. It’s Sunday, time to clean up after the … Continue reading
Left Side
Papa Bear’s side. And as of late the despondent side. I never was into politics; it never seemed to make a difference, and I have discovered that it really doesn’t. The cards were laid out long, long ago. The final … Continue reading
Fallen Star
Won’t You Be My Neighbor?
On top of a hill sits a building with closed doors and a path that once welcomed. On the curbside in front of the building, the building that is waiting, there are motionless police cars and road barriers, to divert … Continue reading
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