if I were born before... four times even more don't let me go through this mess I've made for myself once again tell me what's in store believe you me I never get bored then I stay in my mind amusing myself trapped in time have I rebuilt my bastion full of ego and passion?… Continue reading If I were born before
what secret force resides within the bounds of nature besides that which we all can see? there is an unseen force for healing a certain invisible vibration when in the midst of its indisputable beauty I rediscover me, my own worth, I am comforted in a warm blanket of peace all within the simplicity of… Continue reading Within the bounds of nature
There is the lost word this wordless word we cannot hear with these ears we cannot see the unseen things with these eyes yet the language can bring butterflies to blind eyes and whispering wind to deaf ears.
I go to the woods alone to not be distracted by all the talking and contrary ideas of men I want to speak with the birds, trees and flowers it is my way of praying in thankfulness to the richness of nature's ways... in each moment I utter my own words to her unbridled If… Continue reading I go to the woods alone
A message to all you 'lonely' singles... Marriage ain't what it's cracked up to be. The other week my wife popped up out of nowhere with 'When you die, I will mix your ashes with your dog Bubba'. (I thought, gee, you are doing me such a big favor! just what I want to hear.… Continue reading Ashes to ashes
The voice overhead said, 'you're dead'. I shook my head and shrugged my shoulders and replied 'who are you and what did you say'? 'I am what you were my son and you are still dead'. 'I don't feel dead'. 'Go talk to your friend Bill. He won't hear you because he is alive'. "OK.… Continue reading Matter of fact
'focus upon what you can control and you can get a lot done' ~ Aristotle every night we sleep and wake up sleep and wake up we escape from this reality into another realm we do it again and again until someday we sleep forever and at the end of it we wake from our… Continue reading We sleep
It's emotional isn't it? fair thee well against god's will who knows best? who made you? language is of man's making god gave emotions feeling rational understanding wordlessness emptiness intellect your guide be who you are never who you are not at being level symbols metaphors secret to life think for yourself body language state… Continue reading Emotional
Good old days please come back to me Oh god I want to do them over again all this pain all this suffering changed what I thought was me I am not so violent and hateful like before I have forgotten my old grudges I have been humbled so humbled I'm breaking through I'm breaking… Continue reading Veil
Go ahead be you with your lovely box of kleenex by your side wipe your dripping eyes abundantly cross your heart sincerely and sing your human song throughout this night find comfort in knowing the night cries only for you...