Release |
Release into the wind. Let yourself die, and again, and again. change is the most consistent lover I have. there's nothing to resist, all is well my love. the water doesn't deny the current that moves...
Posted by on Wed, 17 Dec 2008 01:49:00 GMT |
Dear world citizens |
Dear citizens of the world, ITS TIME TO WAKE UP NOW! Everyday you think that because you have gotten out of bed and stopped dreaming that you are awake, well guess what? You're still aslee...
Posted by on Fri, 19 Sep 2008 17:17:00 GMT |
penis castle |
How long are we going to be enslaved by the manin the large fallic castle with the invisible hand?Dividing and conquering and raping the landputting on a big show like a one man bandWhy did we accept ...
Posted by on Sat, 30 Aug 2008 08:43:00 GMT |
On Being Healed |
Morning comes, dawn breaks, light speaks, and we hesitate. last night we knew, and we could see, that the flower enslaves the bumble bee.we remember what it means to laugh, to share our hearts, to ca...
Posted by on Sat, 29 Mar 2008 11:55:00 GMT |
On Friendship |
We started as unfamiliar faces. Two completely different stories. You were on your way and I was on mine. Friendship unfolds and our two stories, if only for a short while, become one.Relationships...
Posted by on Sat, 29 Mar 2008 11:54:00 GMT |
a Love letter |
Dearest Michael,Why then do you not let yourself Love me, and why then do you not let yourself be Loved by me? And if you do not let yourself receive Love by me, how then will you receive Love from a...
Posted by on Sat, 15 Mar 2008 00:26:00 GMT |
the darkness |
how many times does the sun set, and just as soon rise again?do the flowers call out and weep for the passing of the spring?does a butterfly yearn to be a caterpillar once more?the sun is passing and ...
Posted by on Mon, 28 Jan 2008 01:34:00 GMT |
http://flamingbluesword.blogspot.com/ |
This is another blog I am working on... mostly the same writing, with more fun stuff!http://flamingbluesword.blogspot.com/
Posted by on Wed, 23 Jan 2008 16:48:00 GMT |
Prayer and Cigarettes |
My eyes open. I'm still alive. I feel my heart slowly beating, as I lay in the warm womb of refuge that is my bed. Without uncovering myself I look out the window. It is still grey and the season ...
Posted by on Sun, 13 Jan 2008 16:43:00 GMT |
hopeless beauty |
do you remember the times when we were young and everything was just for fun? never a prisoner to anyone but fantastic dreams and sunny sons. but somewhere along the beaten path we closed our eyes and...
Posted by on Wed, 19 Dec 2007 01:34:00 GMT |
