Hoc Quoque Finiet
How my spirit cries out for answers. What am I to do? I feel such uncertainty, such wonder, and such want. I am lost, or so my heart...
Thought-Form twelve-L
Can't sleep... Waiting—stranger at the station, Standing with the world. Curiouser and curiouser! Everyone feels the feels these days.
Change Gon' Come
I was born by the river, in a little tent, oooh and just like the river, I been a-runnin' ever since. It's been a long, a long time...
The Want and the Whisper
[Rediscovered a bedtime story I'd begun writing from a couple years ago. Thought I'd give it some love here.] Prologue - Want Sometimes,...
Lifting the Veil
And then all at once the veil is lifted! For the briefest of instants, the river comes into full view, teeming with life, shining...
(Don't) Excommunicate
It's a rhythm of being A long shot in the dark Less a life lesson more a method of heart And it's all about effort About meaning and...
Quo
Until the philosophy which holds one race superior, and another, inferior, is finally and permanently discredited and abandoned...well...
Truth Hurts But I Be Down With That
Ahh, yeah. Heck with it—you know everybody has their thing, that they reach for whenever they need to recalibrate the system, whenever...
Thought-Form eleven-K
I complain: “I don't like jazz...” —I'm lying. Remember the lumber mill of notes Was forest, once. #stopmusicalclearcutting [Author's...
Thought-Form ten-J
Backspace... Delete. —Cut-copy-paste-! Parry, Re-post; Do I care if you ever see this? ...Nah. Scrivo per il Mistero.