a dream 5/2/21

With a grin the old man pointed toward his head and spoke. “Soon I will be gone and everything up here will pass on into the everlasting, omniscient Silence. In Silence there will be no fear nor want. No pain nor tears. Ego cannot exist within it. It knows and is....

fomes peccati

I still believe everyone has their words. Secret seals placed upon their hearts. Incantations binding together their mind and will. Such magic can be easily broken. Everyone has their words. Fire that will burn up those seals, test their will, and sap their strength....

take me to the uttermost

He stared fixedly upward as if his eyes were devouring the blue. He needed to be present, to understand and feel what the sky had to offer him. There was no more security beyond this Samaria. No promise that this color would exist in the Uttermost. Strangers watched...

the framework of is

The framework of is, and how can I be. Rulesets, religions, rituals, and rites. Well worn roads, narrow paths less traveled. Destination, wherever, always in sight. It is what it is despite these, O me, O Life. Whether verse in play or breath in wind. Ask why until...