Category: Rambles
Not quite poetry. Not quite a story. Not sure what it is.
Not quite poetry. Not quite a story. Not sure what it is.
I just had the most amazing dream. Nothing out of the ordinary action-wise happened. It was as if I went through an normal day of my life. What made it amazing was it’s vibrancy. All the colors were bright and alive, as if I had just seen them for the first time. Sound were likewise […]
It often starts with why. We try to answer. We think. We struggle. And nothing comes. Then what wanders in. Or maybe how. We might even go so far as who. But that gets dangerous. Because we might lose responsibility. So maybe we should shelve it a bit and wait. Distract. Reorganize. And then when […]
The grain of sand said “I wish I could be a pebble. Because pebbles are bigger and more noticeable. Who notices a single grain of sand?” The pebble said “I wish I could be a rock. Rocks are bigger and more useful. People use rocks as tools, or for decorations. Pebbles aren’t good for much!” […]
In a cacophonous roar, we try to find beauty. Or is it truth? Look inwards. Deeper. What is there? Can we hear the silence yet? An infinitesimal moment of peace. And then… A single note. Another. More. Rhythm. Beauty (truth?) begins. And grows. Bring it to the surface. Share it. The cacophony is silenced for […]
Strength though apparent is fleeting.It breaks too easily.Into the fire. Immense heat!Add some of this. Pull it out. Hammer it.Back into the fire.Pain immeasurable, or none at all?Repeat. And again! Something emerges. Does it crackle into dust?Or something new, bright and strong?
I am afloat in a sea of contradictions. I am whole but many parts. I have learned much but know nothing. I am at the peak of joy, and yet feel sorrow. I am love eternal, yet know not what love is. I am the calm center, and the maelstrom. So who am I? What […]
A whisper in the wind, There but not there; A hint of power unlimited. The enchantment begins. Train the senses. Open the heart. Open the soul. A bright path is revealed. Follow it to … where? A destination of many names, But only those who arrive know it for what it is.