Every person which acknowledges your existence should be greeted with the beauty of your awareness.

 May joy find you, wherever you are. 

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Lapsang Souchong on an grey, autumn day.
 
 
Adytum = The innermost sanctuary or shrine in ancient temples, whence oracles were given. Hence: A private chamber; a sanctum.
 
 
Aspen groves glowing gold on grey Autumn days, where the light beneath them is bright… Read full post »

  

 it's just sometimes hard to hold on to who you are.  Read full post »

Was it just me or was this the most magical book ever? I would lie there in my makeshift harem tent (a blanket tucked into my brothers upper bunk bed which surrounded my lower one - and yes he was an evil and methodical Caliph whom I sought nightly to destroy) with… Read full post »

Forgive me for a mini-rant, but I just came across this on Berkeley.edu as one of their job listings, and GAWRSH,  I'm applying, because I'll bet if I work realllly hard, I will soon qualify for that beefy advancement being the overachiever Berkeley Graduate that I soooo am.

 No really. Did… Read full post »

Which?

Find a sturdy piece of paper. Do this now. One that can be folded and refolded many, many times without once losing its stability or marring the ink written upon it. When you have found a suitable parchment, upon it enscribe the following list. Carry this list, for it will be… Read full post »

A baby in love with its own laugh.

The lips and eyes of secret lovers. 

Snow on bare trees.

A will bound to its Nature. 

Confessions. 

 The vast lamb of the disenfranchised.

Hope when there seems to be none.

Groaning Saxophones and Seraphim. 

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And becau… Read full post »

I dreamed about Jeff Goldblum last night. Not once, but in three seperate dreams. As this fairly assures that he is stalking me in the ethereal bliss of unconcsiousness, I am somewhat trepidatious but admittedly piqued. However, due to an overzealous alarm clock, things were left unanswered, and that… Read full post »

this luminous language of s(k)in
ancient and uninhibited consecration
across infinity in apparitions
of temporal incandesence
leaks light

Holy is how the bone conquers
the surrendering flesh, throbbing
radiant and electric with divine fire.

Burn into me
until I weep in tongues
every thrust
a visceral in… Read full post »

Lepidoptera, languid and lyrical
under tyranny of tropism
pulse and impulse the incandescent  

quiver of light, the new beginning
frantic wings arc imposing
reckoning from darkness, a message of love
spiral coruscation silhouette
dances a light in the hand of God

rancor of persuasive discord
yiel… Read full post »