When God’s acid wears off, the comedown is horrendous. Where once there was a heart opened fully by bliss and divine connection, there is now a void. A place where you don’t want to be…not after the love-bubble you were in. Here you are aware only of your own gaping and vast aloneness. Of the … Continue reading Come on down!
Category: Philosophy
Letting Go
"The Pain shows you what is left to investigate." Byron Katie I can’t let you go- because in reality- you are not mine to let go of – You are You- And being the most wonderful version of you that you can … Continue reading Letting Go
Slainte
Sit a little while and drink with me i would pour you a glass of poetry tall and clear with intent may it taste ~ of all the summers that you were young and free enough to graze your knees and elbows in the theatre of play ~ of that first strawberry-sweet kiss that formed your heart … Continue reading Slainte
don’t look here
When the meaning is hidden where do we begin to look for the answers? In the space around that which we cannot see? The crunch is of course, that place is everywhere. Things are only hidden until they are found. Not looking is key. submission for De's crunchy prompt at dVerse … Continue reading don’t look here
adore this?
To the One Who Opens the door The Door And the Gate Keeper And, to the One who walks through - Sulis Sarasvati - there is a point a moment in time and space focused and singular where change is noticed here all things are possible here we know and we don't know collectively agitated … Continue reading adore this?
that peace
why does this space call form to fly here as that moth is bound to that light? why do some thoughts land here whilst others escape? what do you think of that poem chained link by link of such invisible musings? can you see it here frolicking and weaving between the lines? do you … Continue reading that peace
wjk
word forming becomes form inky concrete columns birthing backwards in space uppermost dawning heralding process sending roots poetic substratas to the end upon which all begins to substratas poetic roots sending process heralding dawning uppermost space in backwards birthing columns concrete inky form … Continue reading wjk
