The Woven Sea

My gold is woven in possibilities and endless patterns of emerging change.

Abstract Aberration

The Original One wavers, lazily sleeping, snacking and avoiding. Might I silence the fire, burning and buzzing in the spine? We run into the trails, avoiding the undergrowth of tree roots pushing their way through the ground.  We grab at leafy branches.  She’s an avalanche avoiding her own rubble.   Sideways in the gradients lingering around … Continue reading Abstract Aberration

Stream of Consciousness | 8.8

Everyone / wants the truth / until it's / pointed at you / until the / face has to / reverse / to moments of / receiving and causing / hurt / to beliefs in / deities and / the inability to / think freely / then the / quiet comes / bitter silence / … Continue reading Stream of Consciousness | 8.8

The Song Of a Universe

My heart strings feel So full of love These days I Could let my eyes Seep the delight Humanoids call them Tears of joy I have morphed into Triangulated dimensions New friendships Beautiful intention We are here rising Waiting over, loves, this Is Ascension Light gathers like Water and seashore Building more And more Moving … Continue reading The Song Of a Universe

The Gathering

(written in 2009) We are the quiet, the hidden The purposely unnoticed, The only speak of it to each other Write it, paint it, sing it... But not to the masses. They are unfocused, organized Religious zealots, diabolical replicas, Rendered children of Zion, Angered by the unknown, the Misunderstood reasons for not Being willing to … Continue reading The Gathering

Stream Of Consciousness | 5.4

the dream / recurrent / dark planet of / cliffs and crevices we / leapt / trained / fought in / total darkness / only scent to / guide so / we became / adept to / aloneness and / the smell of / predators / repeat / through cycles / same space / similar … Continue reading Stream Of Consciousness | 5.4

Listening To Molecules

who stole your pearls? who ripped into your shell without mercy, leaving you shattered, thirsting; mourning? who broke you and told you that you weren't the all supreme of your own being? who closed your eyes; made your love die, until every cell, each fiber, ached from the heartbreak? who reminds you of your exquisite … Continue reading Listening To Molecules

Your Fascination

We wonder why humans find other beings so fantastical. I wonder if they understand the depth of ego underlying this fascination. As if for some reason you are different, simply because of your form. For some, simply curious angst for the unknown. We are not fascinated with humans. We know your greatness. We simply observe … Continue reading Your Fascination

In the Silence

There are pathways, an intimate grid, leading to boulevards with dimly lit gas lamps because the history that we share goes beyond the times of the now. There are blue aching planets waiting in line behind this one, and if I blink, I might miss you, gazing at me. You thought I didn't notice. Like … Continue reading In the Silence