Cobblestones, Part 2
Cobblestones, Part 2 is posted!
“The girl asked, ‘What if life here, now, is not very good? What would keep unhappy people from just sort of … skipping ahead?'”
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Cobblestones, Part 1
And she asked Sydney about death. “Do you fear death?” When Sydney did not respond, she continued. “Some say if you don’t fear death, you aren’t living well. But I don’t know. I know death is part of life, but still…” “Hmm,” Sydney considered. “I think there is nothing to fear about death,” Sydney said. Her brow furrowed. “Of course there is. Everyone fears death.” … Continue reading Cobblestones, Part 1
Breathe Deep, A One-Breath Meditation
Breathe. Deeper. Fill your lungs, then use your stomach, your diaphragm to purposefully continue filling your body with as much air as it can hold. Take a moment to realize how much extra air you can inhale beyond your usual, weaker breaths. As you slowly exhale, allow your body to relax. Once you feel you have exhaled enough, keep going. Use your diaphragm once more … Continue reading Breathe Deep, A One-Breath Meditation
Build
If you build it, Some will come to see. Some will come to mock. Some will come to worship. Some will come to knock it down. If you build it, Build it in your own style. Build it with confidence. Build it with inspiration. Build it solid and strong. If you build it,Let it grow from you.Let it be your everything.Let it represent your heart.Let … Continue reading Build
Cannot Stay, a story poem
The old man whispered from the dark, Shadows hiding his intent. He urged the youth to embark. With palsied voice, hear what he said. – “Come you to the water’s edge. Come you to the line of trees. Come you step beyond the hedge. Think you ready now to leave. – “Grown men dream of freedom lost. Women of their wildest days. Boys they wish … Continue reading Cannot Stay, a story poem
Dissolve, a poem of anticipation
Dissolve I glide in salty, rain-drenched seas, Kindred to each fish And each molecule of water. ~ It’s another death and I Can’t wait to see How it begins. ~ I swim through ochre-grey skies, Blind and all-seeing. Flying like a bat, falling like a god. ~ It’s another me and I Can’t wait to see What I will become. ~ I burn 37 miles … Continue reading Dissolve, a poem of anticipation
I’m a Nudist Who Wears Clothes
It’s not that I’m all that attractive, or morally opposed to something. I just think clothes are dumb. Unless you are cold. Or sweaty. Or shy. But this idea of wearing clothes all the time is just … ridiculous to me. 1. It is a lie. Why do you think you need to hide your truth? We have unique patterns to our skin caused by … Continue reading I’m a Nudist Who Wears Clothes
Unheard Warnings, a poem
Unheard Warnings Speaking loud into the ether, hoping that someone will hear. Shouting silent words of wisdom, unwrapped from my mortal fear. Know the history, heed its warning. Find it waiting for you there. In the winter, I will slumber; liken me to bear and squirrel. In the autumn, find me wishing always to be have been a girl. In the springtime, in the summer, … Continue reading Unheard Warnings, a poem
Journey, a poem
Journey Life is just a journey. Not a destination. Places we’re going aren’t the places we’ve lived. Life is just a journey. Just an apparition. Another dream that we have something left to give. Life is just a journey. Just a hesitation. So no need to worry about things left undone. Life is just a journey. Be it fun or lonely. And no one can … Continue reading Journey, a poem
Connections
Nature is filled with spirals that equate precisely to the math of the stars, the seas, and so much of what we know of life. Isn’t it interesting how much of life fits into mathematical equations? There is a connection between everything. Humans have studied it for years. Science cannot dissuade it. Instead, science continues to prove it. The vibration of the stars is the … Continue reading Connections
Loneliness Epidemic, a poem and meditation
The neglected old, the imprisoned innocent, the once-loved, and the never-loved. People are forgotten every day. Loneliness Epidemic In the cages, silent sit, The doomed and ancient, Credence stripped. The tireless dead echo their pain, Commiserating In dismay. From without, I see within, But cannot lift a Hand to win Back the lives they’ll unjustly lose, Unloved, abandoned, and abused. I meant for this post … Continue reading Loneliness Epidemic, a poem and meditation
Earned, a poem of truth
Reciprocity is a blade-handled knife. Unexpected, undenied. We each grab at pain and thrust at our equal, Knowing we too deserve what we give. When I rise, dreams wasted hence, I hope to earn what I have spent. You take it all and weep with the angels. Bleeding, I wonder which one of us fell. And when I land beyond the veil, I can but … Continue reading Earned, a poem of truth
Perfectly Imperfect
Perfection is only true of the imperfect. This is a concept that has been rattling around in my head since I was young. Let’s talk it out. Humans like to fight. They like to complain. They like to overcome. You may have heard of Maslow’s Hierarchy of Needs. The model stipulates that people need certain things before they can even worry about other things. For … Continue reading Perfectly Imperfect
Lucidity Lamb 