Author: Woozie

Remember

Remember the romantic. Remember that you had him once, deep inside you. Remember the hours you spent, honest in your search for truth. Remember that you once knew happiness. That before your feet grew weary, you knew how to dance. Remember the romantic. Remember walking down the street singing with whichever brothers you found by your side. Remember love. Remember…

Send Supplies

Mood: It is said that when an baby elephant is born into the circus, they tether it’s leg with a chain. During its childhood the elephant struggles against the chain and is unable to break it until finally it breaks them. They give in – the chain is unbreakable. So much so that when they are grown (and can break…

Invalesco

Trying to let go of my past, but my past won’t let go of me. Trying to break free of who I was, but who I was is turning into who I will be.   Damned if I do, destroyed if I don’t. Trying to find the will, but it seems that I won’t   The problem with getting stronger…

Keep Dancing

I would like to propose a metaphor. Let’s assume that you exist. Not only that you exist but that your existence is consequential. That your actions will actually have an impact on the world. Now, let’s build on this assumption and say that you exist within a given context. And that the world around you took as much part in…

Acujuncture

Sigh. When it comes down to it we are only asked to carry everything that we can possibly carry and then some more. With our hands full(ly) extended into the future the acid rain burns our palms, erasing the psalms we etched when we still knew how to clench our fists. Eventually, of course, this becomes uncomfortable in some ways.…

Institutionalized

I’d like to conflate a few issues. Watching Africa Uncensored “In Tribe we Trust” I am reminded of a conversation I once had where it was explained to me that tribe is an ideology. This makes sense. Close communities pass on lessons to their own on how to survive. An tale as old as time – literally. These lessons, become…

e-god (egod? egoed)

It’s easy to see how the sun was seen as a god by many cultures. Now, given things we know and take for granted, it seems a bit odd. But, watching the sun set over the misty green interspersed with city, it’s easy to see this. Perhaps in this same way, humans will sit somewhere and think “it’s easy to…

The Poet, the poeted and the poetee

One must agree though that grasping at straws is only useful if your mind understands the concept of holding on. Otherwise to clutch at straws is to guarantee not only ones own destruction, but that of straws as well. Maybe this is why straws are wary of humans. “I met a straw once” Mr x. He didn’t like being called…

From their slumber

They woke the sleeping giants from their eternal slumber. The great protectors of the realm, once silenced – stripped of their power, had gone into a thousand years of sleep. And it is during this sleep that they ravaged the land, stripped it of its minerals and its vitamins. Left it barren – unable to give life to the people.…

By the Neck

There’s a latent pervasive assumption that’s false. Yet somehow because it pervades we don’t see it. It is like the thing that should be most apparent becomes the thing that we refuse to see – instead we trade in the current sea – currencies of now being passed to each other in dark alleys. Vulnerabilities broken and shattered. The things…