Where does time go when there’s none to exist?

I watched a canopy of yellow smog slowly make it’s way over my city this morning and it hasn’t left since. Under the amber light of the sun forcing it’s way through, I continued with my day in motion and production. I eventually found my way home through the dust that hit my throat fromContinue reading “Where does time go when there’s none to exist?”

Where do promises go when left unkept?

Under a full moon sky, a lovers heart aches to be with her Love once again. And like the tides of the ocean, her waters too crash with emotion. There’s so much to do and so much left undone. Where do my promises go? Motivation arises in the night just to be simmered down byContinue reading “Where do promises go when left unkept?”

Chasing Illusion/Reality

I think back to my first wanting of Enlightenment. At this point, I can’t even imagine what that wanting was. Actually, I take that back. Still within me, resides the longing for liberation. Liberation from what, exactly? The illusion? I question to myself. I think of bhakti and how nice it is to just beContinue reading “Chasing Illusion/Reality”

A calm mourning

Mourning the night, mourning the break of day. I’m a handful of hours into my morning as synchronistic times approach. 10:10 How are you today? I ask My Lord. I hear nothing. It’s Wednesday already. I ponder where the first 2 days of this week went. Time, as illusionistic as it is, seems to dwellContinue reading “A calm mourning”

Where do the days go, if not with you?

I must leave soon so the most I can say, is to love. Love existence. Love it all. There’s nothing more than that and if you do find something else, it very much may be a lie. Where could I go, if not with you? Where do the days go, if not with you? TheContinue reading “Where do the days go, if not with you?”

The more the days seem to pass,

the more I enjoy the gray. Yesterday, I laid out on my balcony to bask in the sun, read a book, and let Haku feel the warm air. Today we both lay in front of the door while I write this to you and she rests. The sounds of rain and chimes sing from myContinue reading “The more the days seem to pass,”

I’m walking, I’m traveling

I’m walking, I’m traveling. I’ve been here since the beginning; since the first time my words met your eyes and eventually were mouthed on your lips. I’ve been walking for a while now; traveling on foot. They ask why I don’t get a car; What’s the point? I can’t get very far.. My mom says,Continue reading “I’m walking, I’m traveling”

Where are the lines drawn?

It’s late and I sneer at myself for not waking up earlier this morning. When one thing happens, it’s easy to fall off track. For me, this was moving. As the mornings become a bit more calm and more things become unpacked, my life looks for some stability. Here, again, begins my journey towards success.Continue reading “Where are the lines drawn?”

Before I disappear into the Void,

I write this to you. It’s almost 9:30 PM and as the seconds pass, the more I fade out. Last night was my first night at my new apartment. I slept next to the balcony door (mainly because there are boxes and bags everywhere) to hopefully be awoken by the sunrise. Lucky for me, L.A.Continue reading “Before I disappear into the Void,”