Archive for September 2017
I Have A Love
I have a love for presence That only the poets can describe A freedom only Henley could appreciate • I have a love for light That only the scientists can understand A language only Galileo could translate • I have a love for compassion That only the alchemists can touch A frequency only Gautama could…
Read MoreGenius
“Here’s to the crazy ones, the misfits, the rebels, the troublemakers, the round pegs in the square holes… the ones who see things differently. They’re not fond of rules… You can quote them, disagree with them, glorify or vilify them, but the only thing you can’t do is ignore them because they change things… they…
Read MoreInside Out
I am tired of hearing what god is from head-tripping men behind podiums, from isolationists on a spiritual quest, from rule-makers and politicians, from book-nosed experts, from lovers of sensual detachment and high-horsed institutionalists. If we’re going to talk about a “god”, I want to hear about a juicy one. • I want to hear…
Read MoreTime’s Illusion
“Time is a paradox, stretching between a past and a future that have no reality except in our own minds. The idea of time is a convention of thought and language, a social agreement. Here is the deeper truth: We have only this moment.” ~ The Sage, Dan Millman
Read MoreGlow, Baby, Glow
Fire fell from the sky to the earth, and everyone bowed to the great mystery upon them. Fire smiled up at them, eyes bright and glowing with The Original Flame, and everyone stoked it steadily with whispers of love. Fire danced happily, and everyone snuggled in around its warmth. Fire sparked, crackled, and sizzled, asking…
Read MoreMuch Like Lightning
Her love left as quickly as it came Much like the way lightning strikes Piercing its beacon through the chaos of the storm With fury too determined for comprehension In a language far too complex for translation • Her love came crashing into my world Teaching me this law of the universe Awakening my faith…
Read More9/11 Tribute
“No day shall erase you from the memory of time.” ~ Virgil’s “Aeneid” What separates us from the animals, what separates us from the chaos is our ability to mourn people we have never met. Our liberty shall not be mistaken for weakness.
Read MoreThe Prophet’s Quake
In a world that wouldn’t cease to fire She became his sanctuary Her body his temple Her mind his priest • Her lips tasted of redemption Her neck smelled like frankincense Her tummy a garden of labyrinths Her breasts the sweetest fruit • He’d pray through the night And worship until dawn Begging heaven’s waters…
Read MoreBe Humble, Be Noble
“Be humble for you are made of earth. Be noble for you are made of stars.” ~ Serbian Proverb
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