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BUILDING A HOUSE

Posted on July 20, 2019 by

Of building houses there is no endwith bricks and feelings thoughts and mind,using the universal gluethat clings and sticks and binds. Lovers spin webs for castles,conquerors ancestral halls,angels their heavenly mansions,demons their prison walls. Actors that tread the boardsand actors … Continue reading →

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SHADOWS OF ETERNITY

Posted on July 11, 2019 by

Products of the Pastare apparent all around us.All of them outlastand eternally surround us. The Past for its own sakeis always out of view,following in the wakeof something always new. Looking for the Past itself,records are all you find;fossil, video, … Continue reading →

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WAVES

Posted on June 14, 2019 by

Time drifts away,as mist fades on the mountain.The world itself is hardly more substantial.The living water springingfrom life’s fountain runs dry,leaving discarded bonesbleaching in the sun. Molecules of arms and legs and brainare rebels all and would be free againand … Continue reading →

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FOOD CHAIN

Posted on February 18, 2018 by

Thoughts feed feelings. It cannot tell the difference between a real snake and an imagined snake. Fear stifles its breathing accelerates its heartbeat and makes it sweat. The pretty girl in your imagination or pornographic video produce the same reaction … Continue reading →

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GET UNSTUCK

Posted on February 12, 2018 by

Leaves from the Tree of Life; brown and withered, dried with growing old, dislodged by the touch of Time; or green, with veins still swelling with rising sap, torn free by an untimely wind. What are they, these dancing treasures? … Continue reading →

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GET UNSTUCK

Posted on August 7, 2017 by

Leaves from the Tree of Life; brown and withered, dried with growing old, dislodged by the touch of Time; or green, with veins still swelling with rising sap, torn free by an untimely wind. What are they, these dancing treasures? … Continue reading →

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GET UNSTUCK

Posted on February 10, 2016 by

Leaves from the Tree of Life; brown and withered, dried with growing old, dislodged by the touch of Time; or green, with veins still swelling with rising sap, torn free by an untimely wind. What are they, these dancing treasures? … Continue reading →

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