On my walk back home I am greeted by a friend a bug by the name of “lady”. From my shorts to my hand over the hair on my arm: she travels up to greet me. I smile at her splendor and wonder about the life she was given. From my arm to my hand to […]Read more "My Lady Companion"
In the land of the eternal moon all are copies and nothing is real through this cold hard surface I cant feel you. your reflection is a stabbing without end. and I am left naked, crumbling, before you. the steps are lit to my soul and you no longer walk them. as I reach for […]Read more "The Land of the Eternal Moon"
Knowing that you know nothing is the first and most important step. It is a way of Being that allows for the understanding that all knowing/thinking is a knowing or thinking of something. And therefore thinking/knowledge is secondary. Since the thing-it-self is first of all and therefore more than a mere thinking about/of something. This […]Read more "Another Attempt"