naked at the start of all roads |
I understand all the broken hearted ladies on Craigs list. I understand all the broken hearted ladies in the world. They give me a sense of purpose. The broken hearted. The lonely monsters that have o...
Posted by on Thu, 14 May 2009 20:58:00 GMT |
Moondog |
Posted by on Sat, 09 May 2009 06:37:00 GMT |
Not a single solitary word |
After Buckminster Fullers daughter died he took a two-year vow of silence and in hat time rediscovered the secret language of the world by listening. He then used this knowledge to produce revolutiona...
Posted by on Thu, 07 May 2009 07:12:00 GMT |
Remember |
Here is the rub with our subconscious massive appetites for experience. In order to remember the full scope of our power and to overcome our fear and desires, intense experience must be rendered to aw...
Posted by on Fri, 01 May 2009 07:59:00 GMT |
Wild & Wise |
The pavement beneath my feat dissolved and I was falling and flying suspended by the animation of the butterflies in my stomach. Such tiny things to make a man weightless, I wondered as I floated away...
Posted by on Wed, 29 Apr 2009 07:42:00 GMT |
The little red eye |
The powers that be just installed a new rifd card keyless entrance device for my building making the front deskman obsolete. Ray is 83 years old, perpetually telling dirty jokes while eyeing up the la...
Posted by on Tue, 28 Apr 2009 08:17:00 GMT |
Redemption |
Pill bugs skittered across the rotted Persian rug as rays of sunlight fell in rainbow hue, through the cracked stained glass of the living room window. Jonathan stood in the center of the rug surv...
Posted by on Tue, 28 Apr 2009 07:01:00 GMT |
I was conceived in a lighting storm. |
I was conceived in a lighting storm. My parents embraced naked in the pounding rain on the front porch of the one room school house they had just moved into and I road the lighting down into my mo...
Posted by on Fri, 20 Feb 2009 00:42:00 GMT |
Cultivate Your Curiosity |
Time is this thick soup we allow ourselves to become stuck in. Amnesiaalways threatens to erase what we cherish most, what is so vital toremember. Our only chance to throw off these shackles is to...
Posted by on Thu, 19 Feb 2009 21:11:00 GMT |
Force of Habit |
The felt presence of direct experience is the juice of life. Your not locked in some past regret or hoping for a future outcome. You are grounded and centralized in the moment. Social engineers have c...
Posted by on Sat, 14 Feb 2009 22:08:00 GMT |
