Showing posts with label love. Show all posts
Showing posts with label love. Show all posts
Sunday, March 29, 2009
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
if i were a boi
- Beyonce Knowles Lyrics
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Tuesday, January 6, 2009
migraine
this excruciating, stabbing, nauseating pain in my head is nothing compared to the pain in my heart that comes from longing for you to love me the way that I love you.
I laugh at it's meager attempts to split open my skull when my heart was left broken and bleeding long ago by your indifference. swimming in a sea of agony is mere child's play after months of hopelessly loving you.. and still, I regret nothing.
Sunday, December 28, 2008
the magician
it was too late
when I found out
she was made all out of
detonators & plastic explosives
and that I had held her
too close
for too long
now
I find myself blown
into bits
left picking up
scattered pieces
& holding my heart
in disengaged hands
here is only a ghost
of a former
self
nothing
but a trick
for the eyes
projected thru
this deep fog
with smoke
& mirrors.
when I found out
she was made all out of
detonators & plastic explosives
and that I had held her
too close
for too long
now
I find myself blown
into bits
left picking up
scattered pieces
& holding my heart
in disengaged hands
here is only a ghost
of a former
self
nothing
but a trick
for the eyes
projected thru
this deep fog
with smoke
& mirrors.
Thursday, December 25, 2008
bah! humbug!
Cindy-Lou Who: Santa, what's the meaning of Christmas?
The Grinch: [bursts through the Christmas tree] VENGEANCE!
The Grinch: [calmly] I mean. . . presents, I suppose.
The Grinch: [bursts through the Christmas tree] VENGEANCE!
The Grinch: [calmly] I mean. . . presents, I suppose.
Tuesday, November 18, 2008
crucifix | crucible
i'm feeling nailed to this moment like the image of the body of christ nailed to the cross.
i'm draped listless and doubting.. wondering "hast thou forsaken me?" while the prospect of death looms circling overhead like a flock of buzzards spying a fresh new carcass.
even in the wake of new-found love, I am imprisoned in time looking to the next moment for salvation from boundless desires, empty frustrations & reasonless fears.
yet my salvation is only to be found in the life that drips from my wounds as I hang here on this moment suspended in this prison of time.
even in the wake of new-found love, I am imprisoned in time looking to the next moment for salvation from boundless desires, empty frustrations & reasonless fears.
yet my salvation is only to be found in the life that drips from my wounds as I hang here on this moment suspended in this prison of time.
Monday, October 6, 2008
unbound
Let there be spaces in your togetherness,
And let the winds of the heavens dance between you.
Love one another but make not a bond of love:
Let it rather be a moving sea between the shores of your souls.
Que les vents des cieux puissent danser entre vous.
Aimez-vous, l'un l'autre, mais ne faites pas de l'amour un carcan:
Qu'il soit plutôt mer mouvante entre les rives de vos âmes.
And let the winds of the heavens dance between you.
Love one another but make not a bond of love:
Let it rather be a moving sea between the shores of your souls.
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Qu'il y ait des espaces dans votre entente.Que les vents des cieux puissent danser entre vous.
Aimez-vous, l'un l'autre, mais ne faites pas de l'amour un carcan:
Qu'il soit plutôt mer mouvante entre les rives de vos âmes.
- Khalil Gibran - The Prophet, (1923)
| [consciousness] | [transcendence] | [ * ] | ||
| [mind] | insight | freedom | ||
| space/ether | voice - intuition | creation | ||
| air | love | surrender | ||
| fire | passion - power | control | ||
| water | sex - fluidity | possession | ||
| earth | fear - security | bondage |
Sunday, October 5, 2008
la petite mort
love wanton passion revelation wild abandon death | desire lustful dissolution elation rigid exhilaration rebirth |
Thursday, November 15, 2007
om gum ganapatayei namaha
Monday, November 12, 2007
Confused - Migration
Originally published on Wednesday, 5 November 2003
| ing | . . . | |||
you my dear | a confused person | |||
| are an idiot | makes a confused decision | |||
| confusion reigns | ||||
| Eitheror & Andor went out out on a date | ~ | ~ | ||
| Andor wuz there on time | ||||
| Neither showed up | Eitheror wuz late | |||
ToBe wuz there to be there | ||||
| Noone wuz happy |
Airing Dirty Laundry
Originally published Saturday, 26 July 2003
i feel wrung-out like a wet rag
would you take my soul too?
and what happens when a wet rag is left to dry in the sun?
twisted & deformed
full of new wrinkles
i thought this was the start of a new life
is this how new life feels?
tight & stiff
uncomfortable?
i could go anywhere
do anything
erase it all and start over
decide to start over from here
take what i want and leave the rest
like picking fruit from a tree..
Nearer My G_d to Thee
revelling in reverie..
opening my eyes to see
being where i am to be..
wash
rinse
and lay flat to dry
i feel wrung-out like a wet rag
would you take my soul too?
and what happens when a wet rag is left to dry in the sun?
twisted & deformed
full of new wrinkles
i thought this was the start of a new life
is this how new life feels?
tight & stiff
uncomfortable?
i could go anywhere
do anything
erase it all and start over
decide to start over from here
take what i want and leave the rest
like picking fruit from a tree..
Nearer My G_d to Thee
revelling in reverie..
opening my eyes to see
being where i am to be..
wash
rinse
and lay flat to dry
3rd Migration - Brief Ode to the Moon
Originally published Tuesday, 1 July 2003
the moon is an infinitesimal particle |
me me me me me me |
2nd Migration - First Familiar
Originally published Saturday, 1 January 2005
Sadness
now
my former lover
pulls me into her and
floods my heart with tears
warm and wet
her kiss consumes
me
1st Migration - Totalled
Originally published Saturday, 4 October 2003 - (written circa 1999):
Totalled
my luv came barreling
down the highway
at the speed of sound
she hit me like a semi
and i was totalled
strewn about the road
as she left the scene
now my ghost walks
this red road
littered with wreckage
in search of my
still beating heart
beyond recognition
i feel it
pinned 2 her grille
my luv came barreling
down the highway
at the speed of sound
she hit me like a semi
and i was totalled
strewn about the road
as she left the scene
now my ghost walks
this red road
littered with wreckage
in search of my
still beating heart
beyond recognition
i feel it
pinned 2 her grille
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