Monday, October 20, 2014

A Dreamer

"A dreamer is one who can only find his way by moonlight, and his punishment is that he sees the dawn before the rest of the world."
- Oscar Wilde

Saturday, October 4, 2014

blanked thoughts

"More and more I found myself at a loss for words and didn’t want to hear other people talking either. Their conversations seemed false and empty. I preferred to look at the sea, which said nothing and never made you feel alone."
—Paula McLain

Thursday, October 2, 2014


Paradox

"The deepest things in life come not singly but in paradoxical pairs, where the light and the dark intermingle."
~Parker J. Palmer

Wednesday, October 1, 2014

One Foot in the Rabbit Hole



















"Mmm... Don't fall for me!"

But it was already Fall.
I was counting the leaves to check the time.
It was half past Eternity.
And we were in the Garden of Eden.
God forgot to kick us out.
We just hid in a bush.
Lucky for us He likes surprises...
I catch a shimmer in your eye and put it in my pocket. I heard it's good luck, plus it keeps me warm when you're not around.
"We're nuts, aren't we?"
Your eyes look careful, but behind them lies not a care in the world.
"Well yeah... I mean, we're not exactly supposed to be here."
A soft breeze finds its way onto our cheeks while we kiss, in an attempt to paint our souls to immortalise the moment.
Wind is Time's paintbrush, and we're its canvas.
The dance of the paintbrush tickles us both into an almost torturous laugh.
All it's doing is adding layers of colour to our souls, gently smoothing out the rough edges from some long forgotten past.
"You cold?"
I take out a few more shimmers from your eyes and sprinkle them around us. They just lay there, floating around our bodies, warming us up.
Slowly lifting us...
To a new sky.


Thursday, September 25, 2014

Alchemy

Dreams are thoughts infused with a magical desire fueled by a higher calling to regain what has been lost, to remember what has been forgotten. The process by which those thoughts become reality is called  alchemy.

Tuesday, September 23, 2014

Language Within a Language

”The Paris Review” - Spring of 1982 - no.83
Stanley Kunitz (interviewed by Chris Busa) - The Art of Poetry


Stanley Kunitz (interviewed by Chris Busa) - The Art of Poetry









Saturday, September 13, 2014

Noise

"We are quite probably dreaming all the time, but consciousness makes so much noise that we no longer hear the dream when awake."
- Carl Jung, Children's Dreams

Friday, September 5, 2014

Decisions

Love is this path that demands to be walked. It’s a story that demands to be written. Every time you try to leave it, it follows you home and knocks on your door til you open. It smiles and comes in without letting you say a word, sits on your couch and starts telling you its problems, as if you didn’t have anything important to solve, like what to do with your life and how to do something without getting nudged every day by an incessant tick constantly reminding you of some promise you apparently made before you were born. Which stream of thoughts do I follow to get to the bottom of this? I tried thousands, and all lead to the same answer: I don’t know. Do I keep digging to find out if there’s any meaning to it or do I finally throw my shovel and yell “Abort mission!”? Who in their right mind would do either of those things? And who in their right mind would just sit and do nothing?! That’s what I mean by Stuck. I just want to swing, God damn it! What don’t you get?


"Reason becomes unreason when separated from the heart." - C. G. Jung