::imaginative introspection::

Imagine that all life is an illusion. All that exists is this moment. No past, no future, each memory, every plan, a part of the illusion. Life, in a photograph.

Do you like the image of yourself?

Tuesday, March 23, 2010


there is a place,
                                    its in my mind,
where rivers flow,
across a valley,
                                    green and good,
into a basin,
                                    deep and blue,
that spans the distance
                                    from me to you.

flowing water on the mind, that rushes, cold and clean... ...
forging a new way through stubborn stone,
that life might find some solace amid the ruins.. .