once upon a time we were

the things that were never said still hibernate like some embryos inside my voice. the sounds that i never heard are already perverted with ether by the time they reach my hearing, but everything can wait. nine zero one. the world doesn’t yet ask me to be alive, the world doesn’t yet need my eyes … Continue reading

Rate this:

Brief waking-up petition

I have a problem with this “there is a God/ there is no God” dispute, because people tend to focus on a less important aspect of things, from my point of view. Whether there is or there isn’t a God above us (whatever “above” may mean, in its entire relativity) WE are here. WE, as … Continue reading

Rate this:

shaped – or not

“We are shaped by our thoughts; we become what we think.” Buddha of all that is, it is all and naught that grows in the deeply gray fields of the thought, and through its marrowy roots reaches towards the all and naught of others. and thoughts hang like tinsel on “now”’s branches, swayed with a … Continue reading

Rate this:

dawn – sonnet

“Carpe Diem” be still! the summer sunrise, nearly born, is hastening to flood with bleeding light the nakedness of Gaia – birds adorn the lace of clouds with their ecstatic flight. hush now and listen to the dying dreams as they are cleaving path through night’s remains attempting to avoid the blazing beams injected into … Continue reading

Rate this: