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About Me

I have an incredibly terrible sense of humor. I am not a fan of small talk. I love music, and literature. I lament the weakness bred by an expectation of immediate reward. I am a big fan of yours, unless less it's mine. I love cooking. My mind dwells often in fictional pursuits, I wish someday those imaginings will take on physical form, so I may share it with others.All blog material is the original work of the maintainer of this page, unless otherwise designated.

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An Acupuncturist who likes to needle people.

My Blog

our moments

The night was quite dark. It had a palpable quality, my hand moved through it, like a tongue rolls and savors what it finds. My voice hesitant to break the silence; I knew you were there, just beyond ...
Posted by on Thu, 12 Jun 2008 05:54:00 GMT

The Vampire

At first Man was barely community. Hunting, gathering, and perhaps you could say they merely mated. But Man possesses spirit, and it craved the heights, not this base existence. Thought and refineme...
Posted by on Thu, 22 May 2008 06:43:00 GMT

Tracing

My lips trace a smiledirected within. It does not reach the eyes that move to empty hands.They had never consciouslycoveted. Yet as they remainedempty, I felt loss.My pen traces a lineacross paper fro...
Posted by on Wed, 14 May 2008 19:35:00 GMT

sometimes

this is a rework of a poem i wrote a couple years back,ironically the same paths arrive at different destinations.Sometimes As I entered, she was already speaking."But I opened my eyes, yours were Clo...
Posted by on Mon, 07 Apr 2008 19:56:00 GMT

A Space in Time

Each step I took my new legsShook under me.The foreign taste of freedom,Lingered on my palate.My tongue curved around it,Enveloping, savoring,Allowed it to melt,As I slowly swallowed it down.My steps ...
Posted by on Sun, 27 Jan 2008 07:04:00 GMT

transparency

    this is the prologue for a new piece as yet untitled but will be for clarities sake be headlined under the moniker "transparency" As I have only used this blog space for poetic entr...
Posted by on Sun, 09 Sep 2007 17:30:00 GMT

sursesen

Sursesen   Time had drug on,Withered fingers languidly moved in circlesCasting dream fragments back into the air,Only to resettle in a different patternAt the edges of his mind.His thoughts stray...
Posted by on Sat, 18 Aug 2007 09:14:00 GMT

inspiration...

I have never done a survey like this, mostly because I am very careful as to who I show, and what I show of me, and when. This falls outside of that and I guess I'll take it as a challenge.My Light Si...
Posted by on Sat, 11 Aug 2007 15:05:00 GMT

reason for dreams

this is another longish one from around 2003 at first my idea wasto write from 3 different perspectives. looking back I don't thinkthat goal was realized, but I still enjoy it. It is noteworthy to me...
Posted by on Sun, 22 Jul 2007 05:24:00 GMT

the burning ground

What is the "burning ground"? When a developing entity, be it a person or a nation, reaches a certain level of spiritual development, a time comes for the lower habits, old patterns, illusions and cry...
Posted by on Sat, 07 Jul 2007 11:52:00 GMT