Thursday, May 02, 2013
Tuesday, January 22, 2013
Cold Cold Day
I get it, There's not much to say, there's not much to do.
Stream of conscious, stream into, stream under, stream over, stream line, efficient, proactive,
I wish I was these things. I wish these things could be said about me
But you see I feel half dead inside most of the time
I feel unreal
I don't feel
But I want to feel
I want to inquire, desire, hope, dream big dreams
Fear is the thunder I am afraid of
Shame is the grace from which I have fallen
I lay in a pile of glass shards
Shame cutting into all of my openings
I don't know how to protect myself
Inside, going inside to hide
Not die
Not yet
Ill figure this out, I will I will
Time
Is not running out.
Time can't run out, because time is invented
And can be un invented
What is we threw all of the clocks away?
What would happen then?
What if there were no deadlines? No dates, no beginning, no end
What if We just Are, until we are not any more.
Rambling musings on a cold cold day.
Stream of conscious, stream into, stream under, stream over, stream line, efficient, proactive,
I wish I was these things. I wish these things could be said about me
But you see I feel half dead inside most of the time
I feel unreal
I don't feel
But I want to feel
I want to inquire, desire, hope, dream big dreams
Fear is the thunder I am afraid of
Shame is the grace from which I have fallen
I lay in a pile of glass shards
Shame cutting into all of my openings
I don't know how to protect myself
Inside, going inside to hide
Not die
Not yet
Ill figure this out, I will I will
Time
Is not running out.
Time can't run out, because time is invented
And can be un invented
What is we threw all of the clocks away?
What would happen then?
What if there were no deadlines? No dates, no beginning, no end
What if We just Are, until we are not any more.
Rambling musings on a cold cold day.
Wednesday, November 28, 2012
Monday, October 22, 2012
Wednesday, October 17, 2012
Wednesday, September 26, 2012
Monday, September 24, 2012
Tuesday, September 11, 2012
I am pensive today, thinking a great deal. The Twin Towers of light were so bright last night. They seemed a lot closer to my North West Bronx Home than they actually were. I hope the lost souls are resting in peace. I hope one day we can all be at peace. There are so very many actions of unrest in this time. I worry about that. I fear for America. I fear for the earth and all of its inhabitants. I guess we could all use a prayer for peace. Not the hippy dippy peace, but real peace. So here goes, my hope for real peace. God Bless you all.
Monday, July 30, 2012
Thursday, June 28, 2012
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