Lips that caress the curve of the rawness of the earth. Something of beauty when I can embrace such compatibility whirling around these parts, like salt on iron I’d say. As I move into my sweet spot…into my state of … Continue reading
As a young country we have a bit to learn about being meek or what the Greeks called praios or praus. Far from the English term meek which lacks the blend of gentleness and strength, but rather praus refers to … Continue reading
Void of all fear.As sweet as honey.Just as the real thing from the bees.Preserving their essence, nothing entailing them at play.For the spirit formerly conquered and bequeathed upon them a brimming of fortitude.They already are, no need to urge sensibility.We … Continue reading
What is good and what is bad has been established long ago, yet the pendulum isn’t so easily distinguishable. But if you can remember that a magical amulet is what you are, what you’ll always be perhaps the measuring device … Continue reading
Nothing like the carefree play of this age—the freedom of no cellular connectivity. It’s the decades before 2000, the street kid mentality in me trying to make a comeback. With only a land line, we were nearly impossible to find … Continue reading
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
The passers-by did not take heed Of me, of my frozen stillness. Deep-rooted ideas, they cling onto Intentions pitched into the bottoms of the washed-out bins. Desires to live a celebratory existence stay frozen. Remember the template, Remember there’s another … Continue reading
From ‘What to Remember when Waking’ To become humanis to become visible,while carryingwhat is hiddenas a gift to others. To rememberthe other worldin this worldis to live in yourtrue inheritance. You are nota troubled gueston this earth,you are notan accidentamidst … Continue reading
Open in plain sight, false sense of infallibility.Underneath it all, stark and unadorned agony (a cruel lesson, yet a lesson all the same.)On replay, denial.In my heart, knowing.In my bones, knowing.Stuck in my throat, knowing.Most challenging step, acknowledgment, and yet … 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
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