Gasping at the illusions of my own making Waves of rapturous gratitude punctuated with blindfolded terror Lost in a world of what if’s and what now’s Finding slivers of solace…
wondrously full and empty miraculously here and absent the mud of my stuckness is inching up my thighs what an interesting way to live, wading in thickness nowhere to go,…
The everything knows what it wants It splices the frames…reeling our minds…love, fear, void, death LOVE, FEAR, VOID, DEATH frames running fast into a blur of everything so fast, so…
When you feel the world you want to create within reach … When you sense there is something you must dive into deeper than you’ve ever dared before … And…
Have you suffered enough? Not until you know the suffering is real And you are not Sensation is the only vehicle for the tremor of life, which is creating you…
Forget all the pathways that once carved your heart into separation Leave all the aching and longing to be met at the door Enter yourself fully, fill the space of…
Wandering through my body from the inside out … joy stretches each cell, filling me to the skin. Through the pores, pours my love out in to the world of…
Unctuous soul Bitter bones Broken breath The distance so great from the nature of nature and the nature of our nature Undigested waste held in our blood, captive in our…