The spiritual practice: it’s all so much
Ram Dass says, do it until you can’t take it anymore. Immerse yourself in all this stuff, until you’re sick of it. How long have
Category: Poetry & Writings
While I wait for the world to keep spinning
I want to drown in every word I’ve ever spoken and regurgitate anything that ever mattered. If I could retrace my steps, would I? To
Ode to San Francisco, Los Angeles, and New York City
Oh San Fran, a friend of mine visited you the other day and reminded me of our time well spent together Christmas Day. I remember
The Dance of Litha – a witch’s call of solstice
Something has been in the air; a call I’ve been hearing. It’s no wonder summer is here. I have no doubt now what’s in my
Why do I fight so hard?
Against the tide of strong river currents, I fight with the will of God. Why? Aimless passion, love, strong heartedness; never backing down. I fight
Stream of Consciousness #2
this is a stream if consciousness one I was never good at streams of consciousness but conscious in the unconscious how could I have known?
I’M BLOW TORCHING MY LIFE
AND IT’S ALL ON PURPOSE! Action. Real action; is all I crave. Why must I be like this? A poet? at best. An ARTIST of
Keep the streets empty for me
There’s nothing more prevailing than the silence. Biting of the lips until they bleed dripping on unknown territory. It doesn’t matter what you tell me
Rip my soul out my chest
Because it feels like I can’t breathe. Distract me from my mistakes because it’s getting hard to see; contemplating therapy. God has a chokehold on
In the early light
the rain quenches a long parched soil. Pain awoke me more than once through the night and I somehow still managed to bring myself to