I've had the second stanza rattling in my mind for a while.  This is me putting it down again.  Funny thing, I have had the first and third posted up for the longest time...but completely forgot about the second stanza.  I rediscovered it when I wrote my Ten Fscking Years post.  Originally written six years ago. 
Three to be four, hidden no more ( Read more... )

Your joy is your sorrow unmasked.
And the selfsame well from which your laughter rises
was oftentimes filled with your tears.
And how else can it be?
The deeper that sorrow carves into your being, the more joy you can contain.
Is not the cup that holds your wine the very cup that was burned in the potter's oven?

Kahlil Gibran in The Prophet

'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves ( Read more... )

So long as one has limited their scope by one word, that is the line in the sand, the frame around the individual picture.  But if that one word can be transmuted into consciousness, the bigger picture opens like a grand panorama of a much larger world.  For we are but a small speck in a universe of infinite intelligence, one planet among many.  ( Read more... )

In a world of information and disinformation, where what is seen may not go with what is known, and what is known may not go with what is seen, everything turns to scattered noise.  Realize that reality is a choice.  Many weeds litter the fields of consciousness these days, cultivated by the addictions to the stage.  Thick clouds blind the sight, ( Read more... )

children of one ( Read more... )

Night enfolding, simply enchanted, she gobbled me up in a swig of the glass.  With a twist of the thumb and a final push out the door, all of the night was a blast.  Old friends were seen with new faces around.  Here I rediscovered an old heart, buried deep underground.  Drum n bass shook it up and made start beating again.  With nary a care I ( Read more... )

Still through Egypt's desert places ( Read more... )

Show your colors
To the world what you’re made of
You’re important
I for one like to see the good person you are

I’m telling you you’re a good person
Because you are,
At your core,
I know you are good

We all have issues
I promise to work on my own
Please relate your perception
For everyone needs outside perspective

With perspective comes choice ( Read more... )

*shrug*  I don't know what this is.  Something I woke up with yesterday morning.

At solar revolutions end
Children of disorder come rushing in
Beings of a higher vibration
They burn for a new Creation

Warriors rage to tear down systems of unnatural discord ( Read more... )