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::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?
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
Neo
Tuesday, November 25, 2008
Traffic like the roar 11.07.2008
Traffic like the roar
of an automatic ocean,
I close my eyes and dream so far away.
and with a breath
I’m there once more
sun warm on my face.
you call me back to reality
and I Tear my mind away from serenity
all is lost for eternity
you take my hand to lead me away
into the cold darkness which comes
only after that last flickering light which is life
is but out by the icy cold breath of death himself.
I wake, gasping, blinded by sunlight
as I am once more reborn,
given another chance to find the answer.
11.07.2008
I journey on 06.18.2008
I fly above with watchful eye
to journey home
at last will i.
From places where
the ocean’s
coast rush
to meet the sloping shore,
past ancient bearded mountains
full of lore
I journey on.
o’er deep red stone the waters hewn
their path and paths to come
I journey on o’er rich gold fields
which glint and sway on wind’s heels
I journey home
to emerald valleys where rivers flow
and hidden there,
beneath the leaves,
you’ll find my heart,
though quivering.
although I’ve seen the wonders hidden
behind the shadow of the earth
a place both harsh and intricate,
a place for my rebirth
I long for peaceful quiet
and the hint of music
magic
beckoning me home.
6/18/2008
Monday, November 24, 2008
sun rise sun 11.24.2008
Wednesday, October 29, 2008
broken
The words she cannot say aloud.
Desperate eyes plead against
one cold hardened stare.
Broken under derision.
Nights spent awake
in silent darkness, waiting.
god left this place long ago
with trembling hands a prayer
rises with the smoke
a breath cut short in the darkness
as lungs dare not move under
clenched fists.
and with the sunrise
peace for a short while.
10.29.2008
Thursday, October 2, 2008
Angel on the sea
Mesmerized
Jazz, Coffee and Hope
Tuesday, September 30, 2008
A Brief Note on Science, Faith and Definitions
Friday, September 26, 2008
search for grace
In a dream
I walk
that lead
to nowhere
sending me on
an eternal
search
I lose my way again
as I find
I've
With a
my hope somehow intact I
I travel in the dark
with silence
And realize my dreams
now grow dim
And
Just as the last
bit
of
hope flickers
out
I hear the laughter
of children
a wisp
of a memory.