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Tag Archives: meaning

As it begins, so it ends

For M.H., and other loves who protected my desireMore

Jots

to be learned by heartMore

Scentless Stories

Most things will end up becoming a storyMore

The Torn Canopy

We used to pray for rain, for sustenanceMore

Lamenting before restless sleep

Perhaps when I finally sleep, I will dream and the world will be made newMore

Against the death of philosophy

Our love of certain things does not arise until we have been seduced to them.More

It is a certain faith we have in life…

flecks and flickerings of…faith?More

It was a moment that mattered

unimaginable momentousnessMore

Moksha

Just what does the wind do with our flames?More

Dragon

My grandmother dreams while awakeMore

No Sequel

No sequel. No reviews. No eyes to see itMore

Too Late…?

It might be too late. It might not matterMore

A spider knows

Sometimes, knowledge is courage. Sometimes courage is oblivionMore

Dawning

Read, weep, rejoiceMore

On the stature of human consciousness.

Human consciousness is not that specialMore

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If you send out your highest hope, your impossible desire, in the form of a mantra or a short phrase, I will carry it forth. Thank you for joining me and engaging.

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