Category: Thoughts

To whence do your dreams come from?

Mood: Until it was discovered to be divisible, the atom was the smallest possible particle in the universe. It was only after the great division that the proton, neutron and electron were proclaimed the smallest. This greatly angered the quark, who had been silently plotting rehearsing their acceptance speech for the big day when they were finally discovered. Over the…

No mistakes

  Jump in the scraps fight for a piece rough em up.   Jump in the scraps fight for your peace fix em up.   I died once to bring you freedom. It was an accident to be honest. And to try call it more than that is to paint myself as a saint. Still, the weapons of karma make…

Cleaning Up

“A tornado flew around my room before you came excuse the mess it made it usually doesn’t rain in, Southern Carlifornia.” Frank Ocean, thinking about you   Increasingly, I’m finding home within myself.   Of course this doesn’t mean that the home wasn’t there already – perhaps more that I didn’t recognize it as home. The place I had come…

A Pause

If you have been reading these meditations on freedom then perhaps by now you have realized that freedom is a multifaceted concept. And the idea of freedom cannot be seen as meaning “without consequence” for to be without consequence is not to exist. To be without consequence is to say “I was never here.” To say this is to pursue…

Wandering

When begging a canvas to yield it is important to remember that any emotion felt is one projected onto the canvas rather than one evoked from it. For the canvas is nothing, and it represents nothing – and it is important that the canvas represents nothing for it only in nothing that we can see ourselves. In projecting onto others…

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…

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…

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…