~Poetry~ Time and time again provenWritten in our histories bloodShed again and again our kinWalls built of the body’s deadTowers of babel again rise upAlways falling under its ownBuilt on a weakened foundationSlavery, greed, deceit, hatredA desire to hold god’s own willAnd wield it as if a great weaponIn our ignorance point it at godWe desire your power! Yield to usSlitting our own damned throatsCondemned … Continue reading Civilization Is Barbaric
~Poetry~ Just An Anyday Kinda Day Early morn I wakeA gentle drip drop, say rain?Wake up to freshness! In the newborn lightOf a gentle days dawningSoft wings blow kisses A hole in my headWhere the rain gets in, starts myMind a wandering Piff puff pretty tuffFloating away in the breezeSniff snuff inhale puft Brisk winds off the lakeWhip pink cotton candy cloudsTake time, life is … Continue reading Haiku Handful #10
~Poetry~ There is a certain inertiaA force to drive all existenceAt times quite apparentAt times impossibly subtleIt’s the day and also the nightThe heat and so too the coldIt’s our lungs as they rise and then fallOur hearts as they push our blood in and outIt’s the very life and eventually even the deathIt’s the beginning and it’s the endWithin these parallels, we exist bound … Continue reading Infinite Cycle
~Poetry~ Written for Wordy Weekend Prompt #4 over at Caffeinated Philosophy When I was young I was hurt by anotherNever beaten, but touched unconsentedTold to never tell any other, “our secret”I felt shame for the first time in my lifeSo I did as I was told, buried his secretIn my naiveté, assumed it would be hidThat in doing so I too could be unseenBy the now growing shame … Continue reading Grown In Secret
~Musing~ People say funny things sometimes. Well to me they seem funny at least. Often, I hear folk say “You can’t live without money.” They preach it as fact. Yet it’s an utterly false statement. Human beings survived very well for thousands of years before we invented currency. While our modern civilization does require currency, humans don’t need this civilization to survive either. We do … Continue reading Water Is Life
~Poetry~ Life humbles all in the endThe greater a prideThe greater a painTo witness all that wasUnderstood as meaningfulRevealed as illusionTo see one’s life passedHaving instead chased deathTo mistake the hungerAs the meal, so never satedA heartbreaking realizationMany make too late in timeWhen there’s no space leftTo simply allow life’s blossomFinding death has filled the voidAnd a freedom sacrificedFor a small pleasureOf light comfortsAnother strung … Continue reading In The End
~Poetry~ Breathe I need to take pauseTo make time, breathe consciouslyTo participate And to be willingAs I am able to beTo accept my life All I Cannot changeSo too all that I can changeAnd all that will change Such is the constantThe impermanence of allThe eternal dance Day so into nightYouth so turned and lost to ageLife so made in death Thank You For Reading Continue reading Haiku Handful #2
~Short Story~ *Graphic Content Warning* I once knew comfort. Though in hindsight it was never so. Just a certain numbness that was easy enough to maintain. It was a monotonous tedium but alas it was easy in a certain sense. I had no need to decide, I felt not the burden of that responsibility. I did not need the truth for the wine was of … Continue reading An Escape From Vice
When I was in elementary school our teachers would bring us to the uptown library once a week. It was always exciting to get to leave school during regular hours, even if it was just to see more books. Our town library was humble, but it was well curated. History has always fascinated me, and I would often pick up the large picture books to … Continue reading Do You Need Money To Survive?
Dust In The Mountain 