Creator Mentality

Sleeping deep, Creator wrapped up in lucid dreams soaring high, bird of prey sunlight kisses upon her wings   Stirring now, Creator grounded and bound to day blinking slowly, composing the universe begins to play   Wild and free, Creator new patterns are exposed fine-tuning, higher frequencies The realms inside realms unfold    

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It’s 3am I must be lonely

So this happened today… I woke up at 3am this morning. Wide awake. And I knew it was early but I didn’t know the exact time.  I don't use clocks anymore, not for the last 3 weeks anyway. I’ve been going off of the theory if I wake up and it’s light outside, then it’s …

Better Than What? Reminiscence from an ungrateful bastard…

 I have this tattoo on my back. A remnant from my I-don’t-give-a-shit youth. I suppose the only reason I don’t hate it is because the smartest thing I ever did was purposely putting it in a spot that I couldn’t see. I have no idea what it looks like, except through multiple looking glasses. It …

If a Tree Falls in the Forest

I've been struggling to find time to write, really, time to do anything.  But writing comes easier when life is less full.  Life is full of happiness, life is full of gratitude.  I simply need to stop and enjoy it.  What do I need to question?  I only have to focus on gratitude.  In truth, …

How Did I…?

Original words Original thoughts Never a one, had I   Original sin Original blasphemy Ignorantly guilty, am I?   Originally intended Unintentionally mistaken Mistakenly underestimated, thought I   Underappreciated Overly sensitive Wholly misunderstood, was I?   Intentions lie to your face Truth dies on your tongue Your lips hesitate to grasp the situation, yet I …

When You Deem the Stars are Broken

I've deemed the stars are broken. My wishes don't come true. These dreams are just make believe. My future has drowned in blue.   In a moment of despair, I gave up and told you I was done. I challenged you to get me out of here. It seemed strange, you did not come.   …

Like a Moth to a Flame

What is it about the moth that allows him to be so mesmerized by fire?   Is it that light is inherently good?  Is it the heat that he craves?  Is it the knowledge that other animals will also be drawn to the flame and therefore he will be in the company of his peers, his …

Sleeping Alone (Why be afraid of being murdered when I already know I die in a fire?)

I would say that sleeping alone doesn’t bother me.  I’ve spent the majority of my life sleeping alone.  And I have had, one might say “the pleasure” of sleeping alone for the last two years, give or take here and there.  And to qualify my credentials, I did go through a period of sharing my …

The Airport Drop Off Hug (A discourse on the oddities of human behavior)

Like most oddities of human behavior, I believe there has been many a Seinfeld episode about the airport.  But they focused on the driver’s responsibility to be there on time to pick the traveler up, or being late and running to the plane and the Duty-Free Shop.  I’m thinking about the actual moment of drop …