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
At peace within the fray,so long as the mind stays at bay.The heart feels the spaceand that some-day home met at divine pace.A roof to deflect the storm.Windows to exchange the light and ponder the view.A door to exit and … Continue reading
A monopoly of sorts upon waking, every thought from lucid dreams resounding to outshadow or outshine the rest of the day, depending on what vibrational valve you choose to embrace. Every rhythm, every movement, every gesture seems to take over … Continue reading
“I can’t speak for elsewhere, but here on Earth we’ve got a fair supply of everything…There may be comparable places elsewhere, but no one thinks they’re beautiful.” – Wislawa Szymborska A blink of an insight, yet what a tribute to … 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
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
We’re not concerned with that second prediction on its way, nor the others to come. We play our hand day to day which mostly involves balls. While my oldest prefers a prolate spheroid shape to amuse himself with, the younger … Continue reading
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and cluck cluck there, here a cluck, there a cluck, everywhere a cluck cluck. I visited a home recently of a proud chicken owner. Okay, so she had a few chickens under her care the past twenty years. Let me … Continue reading
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