I see you lingerin' 'round
Like a bad idea
Peddlin' salvation
Threatenin' damnation
I've had enough of your voodoo
About to drop you like Cain
You better hope he takes you
Before I do
Monday, September 10, 2012
“I try to talk to you, but I don't know what to say. I am afraid you don't want me to say anything. So I don't. But inside of me there are words waiting to come out.And tell you how I feel-like how I miss you. And how I love you despite my broken heart.And how I need you in my life. And especially how much I want you.But those words may forver stay in my heart-locked inside.Sometimes I wonder if there are words locked inside you too... but I'll never know.”
photo by This Too Shall Pass Photography
Friday, September 7, 2012
What remains....
Touched-
the tip of his index finger spiraling about
my soul, binding me to
this
moment.
I am whole-
filled with his breath
that waxes and wanes
above me.
Our only witness-
the skeletal trees
that embrace me,
grounding me to this
truth.
Our souls merge-
dovetailing.
The moment when we wrench
apart
tears me in two.
This is what remains.
understand...
“Run your fingers through my soul. For once, just once, feel exactly what I feel, believe what I believe, perceive as I perceive, look, experience, examine, and for once; just once, understand.”
Wednesday, September 5, 2012
Tuesday, September 4, 2012
Plato’s Allegory of the Cave
Reality has been nothing more than shadows and light, chiaroscuro playing on the wall.
We have to learn to transcend our preconceived notions of what is true in order to catch a glimpse of what is really there. We have been prisoners, chained to a wall our entire lives.
I have seen the shadows and know them to be fallacious. They tease us, offering us a taste of what could be, what we think we desire, what isn’t. They lead us astray. These deceptions can be nice for a while, deceiving us into a false sense of happiness, but is it worth it?
Which would you choose?
Stay in the cave or step outside of your delusions?
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