There will be a time when loneliness shall ware you,when your pride shall writheand courage gnash its teeth—that day you will cry,I am alone. A day shall come,when you shall see and hide things no moreand your loathing, all too … Continue reading
My allegiance is to the sun, always will be. But I was curious to check out the Earth’s shadow draped over today’s wee small hours of the morning moon across the Americas. We got shadow work indeed over here to … Continue reading
Mesmerized by our own copy, without a clue we can change the original.Absorbed into the paradox of the willingness of distinction,a silent reluctance filling the layers of our world.In a state of waking reality, course of events turning with every … Continue reading
Storms inevitably roll into our lives. An astute captain knows when the time arrives to raise anchor, lower the sails, and ride out the storm. “Into this house we’re bornInto this world we’re thrownLike a dog without at boneAn Actor … Continue reading
It won’t be much longer folks before these April showers will soon transform yet another brown and grey composition that I post into a vibrant array of hues from the wild. Water is not only plunging upon us with vengeance … Continue reading
In a prized journal, creative spirit sketched in squiggling curves and crafted words.On this eve, crimson tinted eggs ready for Sunday’s cracking.Upon a thawing terra, bare feet sensing the metaphysics of electromagnetic creation.In our hearts, a longing for the unplotting … Continue reading
How these are still around with temps as high as 70 degrees, has befuddled me the last couple of days. But they did provide me with a beneficial reminder that the things that shatter us, awaken us. Cheers to making … Continue reading
Finite and infinity,limit and limitless.uncertainty and perceiver of truth. We ask a great deal of ourselves to wake up from a comfy slumber.Groggy often too sunken to think, who am I?Hard to say from underneath it all.Unkind time entangled within … Continue reading
“All that is gold does not glitter,Not all those who wander are lost;The old that is strong does not wither,Deep roots are not reached by the frost.From the ashes a fire shall be woken,A light from the shadows shall spring;Renewed … Continue reading
“You make me question everything beautiful about myself.And yet I run to you,Bleed out my colorsOn your doorstepAnd beg for you toFeed me your darkness.” –Alix Klingenberg Sometime later… “And then one day you will wake up to the realization … Continue reading
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