We on Earth have just awakened to the great oceans of space and time from which we have emerged. We are the legacy of 15 billion years of cosmic evolution. We have a choice: We can enhance life and come Continue Reading…
Posts Tagged: love
I am 38, and my 14 1/2 year old terrier, Pavlov, is very ill. I’ve had him his whole life. =) His 14.5 bday is August 14th. He’s been an unbelievable friend, a steadfast confidant, and the most important Continue Reading…
It’s funny because I thought of you yesterday. I was wondering if you listen to as much NPR as me, and how your year might be going GREAT and you are gittin hitched and life is happening to you and although Continue Reading…
These sorts of clips settle me. Â They show an inherent connectivity and togetherness…. it shows our similarities and desire to be part of this “something” bigger than us. Â We aren’t that different. Continue Reading…
If all that is too hippy, too arcane….. self awareness of people ingesting my words quite a bit after my last breath, the earnest humanistic love trumping self shame from sounding so giddily loving and portently 3rd person, me.. a voyuer watching your reaction while long past into shadow….
After all this useless fighting, after all our schemes We could sense a final battle and started picking teams Due to lack of good direction, i fell in with thieves And took to drinking as religion Continue Reading…
I love you, in your mind, in mine, as we sleep as you sleep. I love you, in each breath, at the edge of our breathing. as we inhale as you breathe. I love you as you ache, our humidity makes me shudder, as Continue Reading…
Today’s secret is: Everyone misses Pudding Pops, and no one really knows why they went off the market. Oh wait. Damn. The giddy nervousness in the nebulous and unknown is always a sure hook for Continue Reading…
Don’t know what I was thinking? Well… it’s a bit blue. More after the jump. Taut trembling bodies haloed by the moonlit shadows cast across the walls and skin. The way that the arcing lines Continue Reading…
This isn’t a poem… it’s a love note from last year. —————- AN ODE TO THE DAMNED MARSHMALLOW The overriding presumption in my heart and my eyes and my head is that we will be together, from Continue Reading…