it blows my mind sometimes the vastness of a soul and how much it contains a universe in a fragile shell like an egg carrying life... so easily destroyed   I've consigned mine to nature a connection deeper than I can express the one space in which I...

beautiful being of an understandingcruelty for cruelities sakemy heart knows not the waybut I see the glimmer in the ghosts around meare they because I imgined them into beingis the Earth really a matrix shifting according to moodor is...

  I was standingon the eighth hole,a 99-yard par three,thinking about the shot.Nine iron in my hand.The sweltering July heat.Staring into the sunat the green.That big oak treeon the right side.Thinking abouthow many timesI had found it.Avoid the trouble right,I...

wild mood swings, biting tearing wordsaltering the world around mewords are spells they speak things into beingfirst come the dreamsthen the thoughtsthen manifest by the act of believing/talking them into realitya witchery thing? no, this is true of us...