For then shall be great tribulation, such as was not since the beginning of the world to this time, no, nor ever shall be. – Matthew 24:21 Until then, we have our prejudices. Anyone willing to live with torment isn’t … 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
This song came up on my playlist the other day. Lots of old patterns surfacing and playing out alongside Aries New Moon. If I had a coin for every time I heard his “never again” (oh for the purpose of … Continue reading
Tel-a-Vision, I never cared much for this technology; I know most do. I tried to get into it. I followed for a bit, but I favor the wild, creating my own visions rather than someone fervently telling me theirs. Any … Continue reading
The feral are closer, more curious without the darkness that kept them at the edge of nightfall.No longer is the need for a torch to keep you from stalking my thoughts.The world a little softer,vibrant of color that once filled … Continue reading
A-dios. The past,closed.finito.no entry. Along with it, woes. Longed-for. In multitude, gratitude.depth.bliss.much needed, beauty.Illuminating the universe, you and me. Felt,and knownfor some timea single tone,for all to resonate with to orchestrate the most glorious symphony ever to be heard.
Creating opportunities in intervals has been my motto for almost two decades now. I haven’t had a whole lot of intervals to myself during those times, although cherished, not much alone time. So while my schedule hasn’t been mine for … Continue reading
I was going to title this eschaton or the last state of man, but I don’t want anyone to get the wrong impression as I see and feel the counterpart as the life after, the dream state, the when and … Continue reading
What do we do when we come across a glowing pink façade? We use it as a living canvass and spell out our name with our torso and limbs, twisting, torquing and stretching. It’s a good thing we are flexible, … Continue reading
One may say I have a soft spot for a practice of care and stewardship. There’s something to be said for stewarding our assembled environment, for maintaining protecting and enhancing upon the things that have been fabricated to better serve … Continue reading
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