From The Fish
And so we came from the fish climbing the bank and there after came us, presumably as in evolution in the defendants of the rhythm of life in the millions…
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The Poetic Warrior Returns to his Poetry after Illness Welcome One, Welcome All
And so we came from the fish climbing the bank and there after came us, presumably as in evolution in the defendants of the rhythm of life in the millions…
There is a voice, there is an energy, we cannot see sometimes. It hits, other times, it misses and most fail to see it is shielded by negative thoughts, it…
Many temples in the sacred ground of the Shed. Strange, uneven, wonky things, the flicker in the flame of peace. A shadow of the one still inside, not quite dead,…
I do not believe in anything but I wait for a sign, no distinctive movement for the decent, the concerned, the worried, those who lie awake. Feeling helpless at what…
They were looking for a home in the middle of a very dark and depressing winter. Being so tiny and few they needed food. Android, his shelter frightened of being…