Born of Love
Born of love you might come through, I am thereof hoping that is true but what of the cold and bewept of new born progeny with oncoming and none avoidant…
An Eternal Flame
The propriety of an eternal flame in a time of darkness’s must prevail to give brothers in time the hope of hope, life indeed to procure good news above. Bad…
Saturday Market
Religion the irrational disaster made up on the hoof by a blind man with vision to see what you or I cannot, a feeling of light and space stretch here…
The Inner Mind & Loading The Gun
The inner mind, the staircases in the library of mind. Older now and on the seventh level. I walk a narrowing galley and wonder how much more I can learn…
We Are All Alien
Responding to the myth that it is mortality and we are all Alien, but still posed and poised for the next chapter. An open page, white paper, no words yet.…