there’s a pulse, a beata rhythm that’s jagged and rawdancing to the cadence of the streetlights. it’s here in the hollows of the night where words tumble out like dice in a back alley craps game where…
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some phrases stick with you for life
Going through some old papers, I came across a phrase that for years has been my unofficial motto. I even used it to caption my yearbook picture. I wrote (and I used to believe) that…
seeking fire
1Vast array of masksHide the many roles we playI remain hidden 2Pressing against thePortals of consciousness, eachMoment changes me 3See things as they areEnraptured with mythic mindStillness turned within 4On the road to awarenessSelf disrupts…
the other side of now
Day 16. We’re over the hump now on our 30-day blogging challenge. There have been a couple of days when I felt really pressed for time and had no idea what to blog about. If…
words of encouragement
The other day, a good friend of mine messaged me: And I replied with: And:
existence
Existence is suffering.Existence is painExistence is timeExistence is purposeExistence is immediateExistence is perfectExistence is reasonExistence is problematicExistence is exoticExistence is mysteriousExistence is meExistence is godExistence is beautifulExistence is mindExistence is unnecessaryExistence is lameExistence is resistanceExistence…
Promise
every now and then i fallapart at the seams, it seems only held together bythe promise of a new day and the words i want to sayto you tucked underneaththe floorboards of my sanity
Come out
let the cloudsbounce offof my coffee the black birdsblast chilling nightmares in the grass the rotten woodshudders in the garden the yard can’t comeout to play
Light the world
This morning came home my fine Camlett cloak, with gold buttons, and a silk suit, which cost me much money, and I pray God to make me able to pay for it. I went to…
The Sparrow
I’m a sucker for the broken and the beautiful. Imet you on a random Tuesday. You said hi orsomething like that, but all I could see were your lips. Lips that spoke in code; lips…
Awe
When was thelast timeyou walkedaround in asublime stateof awe?
Some words of encouragement
The other day, a good friend of mine messaged me: And I replied with: And:
One of these seconds
I often wonder about nothing; Sometimes I wonder about something, but mostly i just wonder about Hell and my place in it or on it if Hell is Earth and other people Worlds within worlds…
broken sun
a drop of blood in the stars divides the blue against the broken sun, the fiery light passes from hand to hand, gnawing on our bones in a corner of heaven
god be sitting on a fence
god be sitting on a fence up the road i saw him peering at the traffic passing by then he wandered over to the tobacco shop said something to the barelegged boy leaning on the…