personal blog since 2004
The audio blog of Soulcruzer aka Clay Lowe.
#AudioMo Day 5 a little trip down memory lane has me thinking when do family and friends start becoming strangers to each other?
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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 “winning is an attitude.” Like Prometheus stealing fire from the gods, I stole this phrase...
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 realityExperience yourself completely 5From now into nowChangeless mind moves inside outMaking you aware 6Control is...
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 I wasn’t involved in this challenge with my bros, @MrFresh and @SMVGeek, I would have...
The other day, a good friend of mine messaged me: And I replied with: And:
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 is futileExistence is eternalExistence is essenceExistence is temporaryExistence is struggleExistence is everythingExistence is ironicExistence is...
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 cook’s and got a good joint of meat, and my wife and I dined...
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 of imagined lustlips begging and pleading for me to linger longerlips pouting and preening, a...
The other day, a good friend of mine messaged me: And I replied with: And:
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 within worlds. Worlds come and go. Four births happen each second of every day and...
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
can be yourself don’t bottle up the body, keep it open. when all self-identifications remain get rid of god. no self-definition, i am energy and bring nothing reality here, can i demand nothing when you want nothing, seek nothing expect nothing unexpected! a man engrossed prescribed by his scriptures will...
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 countertop adjusted his spandex shorts and left
on a pristine october afternoon i applied for a job begging at the ports all for the sake of feeling my way against the ghost of your truth my lies limed and loaded flowed easy riding the night’s last flicker of hope i was young i tried to capture you...
