There’s nothing like your wordsTo double-lock time,To turn it into clots,Into scabs and scabsBack into tissue. Reduced from the layersImpacted by the sharp tone of
There’s nothing like your wordsTo double-lock time,To turn it into clots,Into scabs and scabsBack into tissue. Reduced from the layersImpacted by the sharp tone of
Repost from a previous article———— -Think about someone…Pick one of your relationships.Not anything sweet and tender.Something dry.The one person who makes you sad, the one
Re-post in a book editing context / The mind does not leave the mind.It can never escape itselfThe harder it tries to access more subtle
Authority is connected with abuse. It is the realm of illusions.If you are one of the believers in a natural organization of subtle souls —
This may sound as a derogatory term : ‘disillusioned’ comes to tag those among us who jar with the channels of common enthusiasm.We have entered the diktat
Sura 3:1, –He said, “My Lord, give me a sign.” He said, “Your sign is that you shall not speak to the people for three
Writing is the alibi for inner life. Life emerges on the sheet’s surface. The paper outlet offers inner life a reason for being. Even though,
This is an old post dating back from 2018 Though it feels like I wrote it more than a decade ago I now find it
It is not your position that I have anything against. I’m not attacking that…This is what you struggle to understand.This is the reason why you
Cruel words are not so for whom pronounces them. Therefore the angry, anxious or frustrated speaker should never be blamed, nor should he be the
Still digging out old posts….from earlier sitting sessions, back in 2016. I recently bumped into someone I had never met before.Someone I know more than
Our human nature is beautiful.It often comes out unrecognizable, clumsy, illusion-driven…To the trained eye, no detour : the covering layers successively come undone to reveal
Again, this is a old post I’m pulling out from under the pile as I am currently editing the next book…I’ve decided to give it
This life, intense, the life that goes to the teenage headThis, life, boundless and explosive, the life moving the child running in laughter, This life,
The sea had recededOnce again, she found herself stranded on the sandbank of the weekend. Soon enough, a wave swelling from the horizon will come