god
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The spiritual practice: it’s all so much
Ram Dass says, do it until you can’t take it anymore. Immerse yourself in all this stuff, until you’re sick of it. How long have I done this for? Is that what spiritual practice is? A dog chasing its own tail until it gets tired, then after resting a while,…
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Coffee Won’t Cure Me – a writing
But I drink it anyways. The more time goes on, the more bitter I get; the complete opposite of what I strive. I see the truth and falsity behind almost every eye yet I still look for something real anyway. It’s a shame how people are. I watch looks of…
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While I wait for the world to keep spinning
I want to drown in every word I’ve ever spoken and regurgitate anything that ever mattered. If I could retrace my steps, would I? To only find the things that count. I wonder how my life will play out as I write//erase//rewrite//every word written. Where’s the music I crave? I…
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Walking the tight rope 1
It’s Monday and as I have a lot of work to do on myself in life and much more, I can see a dimension where all that I’ve built within, crumbles down to the ground. A deep heartbreak—not too far away. I try to walk in a single-file line within…
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my problem is I love to be brokenhearted
Because it seems as if I search for it in everything I create and come in contact with. I know now it’s not for poetry but stems from the pain that dwells within me. Is this sad or life? I no longer seek anything outside of me other than the…