Poetry Tempered by the Formula of His Prose

I walk back and forth,along a path that seems quite alone,solitary, but never quite the same. At one end, there is poetry,nearly incomprehensible,hanging by a spider’s threadto familiar shapes and forms,where the path widensas if an infinite yawn,wanting the entire world inside me. at the other end, is prose,tiny yellow flower in the garden,describing inContinue reading “Poetry Tempered by the Formula of His Prose”

Higher Being or NPC?

If you meet a person that doesn’t have a care or concern for the world and what is happening: either they are the embodiment of a higher being far removed from the lower densities of earth, or they are an NPC. How can you tell the difference? Well, if a higher being, their very presenceContinue reading “Higher Being or NPC?”

What’s Worth Fighting for?

When the tree rots from the inside, nothing can save it. Yet, because It appears to still stand, leaves still clinging to the limbs, boasting to prove they are still green, the people are fooled. Beauty is only as deep as the eye can see. Who would fight so hard to save such a tree,Continue reading “What’s Worth Fighting for?”

Mirrors of Light (One)

Spirit works through us,as the sun stretches far into deep caverns,even as it dances upon the surface of things,it still falls down to inconceivable foundationswhere dark creatures are free in their mysteries. Every living creature breathing,has the sun shining through it,for light we are,and to light we will return,flowing like the waters;but unlike the waters,weContinue reading “Mirrors of Light (One)”