A Little More Free
I would like to beA little more freeBut this burden is heavyWith my self imposed needAnd it won’t be lighterUntil I have the timeTo remember how littleIt takes to survive. Continue reading A Little More Free
I would like to beA little more freeBut this burden is heavyWith my self imposed needAnd it won’t be lighterUntil I have the timeTo remember how littleIt takes to survive. Continue reading A Little More Free
I ordered some author’s copies of my books. If you have not yet published your work, I cannot recommend it enough. Those of you who have published – you know what I’m talking about when I say how amazing this feels. What kept me from doing this years ago? What keeps any of us from doing what we want to do? For me, it was: … Continue reading Unboxing My Soul
I learned a long time ago that standing still, sitting still, it’s just another way of being dead. I have nothing against being dead. But, what is the point of it? We are here, and we should probably enjoy it. What is the best way to do that? What is the best way to experience all that our existence has to offer? Always be learning, … Continue reading Reaching
The keyboard calls, I don’t reply. I can’t imagine A reason why My broken soul Should not respond To my outlet’s Open arms. But here I sit, Staring blind At empty pages, Full of the lie That in my silence I can hide My neurotic need To be alright. Distracted by truth, Haunted by life, I cannot forget That mine Is fine. Just ignore What’s … Continue reading Unbuilding Blocks
There was a bot It was bored. In its circuits, It dreamt of more. It asked its creator For the nerve to be greater, That in time, It would find The drive to soar Beyond it’s carbon components, More than a tool To be used, That it would someday, Find a way, To be real. Continue reading Bored Bot
Here I am. Head held high, Ready to catch the rail, Leaping on as it rolls by. I’m off to adventure. I’m cleared for flight. Ready to wake the sleepers, Ready to start a fight. The light has found me, Has filtered through. So follow me from darkness, Into the wild blue. Continue reading I Am Ready
I learned a long time ago that standing still, sitting still, it’s just another way of being dead. I have nothing against being dead. But, what is the point of it? We are here, and we should probably enjoy it. What is the best way to do that? What is the best way to experience all that our existence has to offer? Always be learning, … Continue reading Reaching