My body feels damp with self-control.
Sunday, April 26, 2015
Saturday, April 25, 2015
Friday, April 24, 2015
Thursday, April 23, 2015
Signposts
Words are not of the essence.
When they try to capture essence,
they fail.
All essence is ephemeral,
and words describe states,
in which no essence can reside.
But they can make good signposts.
When they try to capture essence,
they fail.
All essence is ephemeral,
and words describe states,
in which no essence can reside.
But they can make good signposts.
Tuesday, April 21, 2015
Insomniac
To the anxious, thirsty heart,
sleep is a needless distraction.
Insomniac, it languishes in desperate inaction,
gasps alone for connection,
and sorely misses its powerful will to act.
sleep is a needless distraction.
Insomniac, it languishes in desperate inaction,
gasps alone for connection,
and sorely misses its powerful will to act.
Congealed
Congealed loneliness is easily ignored.
But when it is noticed, it sticks around the heart like amber on an insect.
Thursday, April 16, 2015
Friday, April 10, 2015
Thursday, April 9, 2015
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Living a life of borrowed goods and pressing goals, always having what is not mine and always owing what I don't have. Unpleasant.
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I am the Tree of Life, living as one of Its myriad twigs.
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Emotionally retarded. One day I realized it. Been trying to catch up since.