I don’t mind the suffering,
I just hope it means something.
When lovers hearts are torn apart,
I don’t mind.
I just hope it means something.
When the lion’s strength wanes and he is ostracized to starve, I don’t mind.
I just hope it means something.
When young men die in trenches, when soldiers follow orders, I don’t mind.
I just hope it means something.
When parents bury their children, when tragedy is capricious, I don’t mind.
I just hope it means something.
When indifferent gods refuse to intervene,
I don’t mind,
I just hope it means something.
When an old woman weeps over a photo album, I don’t mind.
I just hope it means something.
When the sun inevitably swallows any evidence that we were here, I won’t mind.. but I will hope it meant something
Jul 7, 2025
Jul 7, 2025 at 3:13 PM UTC
I pray,
So seldom do I pray..
But if the gods can hear one prayer, it is this;
That you outrun the shadow.
Forever changed, not to forget,
But to be the light she recognized.
That you may recognize yourself again.
May 31, 2025
May 31, 2025 at 9:55 PM UTC
My Dear, If you were a rock, you’d be a Hagstone
And I’d wear you around my neck to ward away evils and bring me good fortune..
My Friend, If you were water you would be a Fairy Pool
And I’d visit you, drink from you, and have revealed hidden knowledge..
My Love, If you were a tree you’d be a Birch, The lady of the woods
And I’d keep your bark in my haversack to guarantee a spark in the most miserable conditions..
The gods saw fit to make you walk, to sweat, to bleed, to speak for this short while, as they have for me.
So instead, I’ll keep a place for you in my heart and mind, where you can come and go freely
And through every life you pass through, may you ward off evils and bring good fortune, may you reveal hidden knowledge and guarantee a spark in the most miserable conditions.
Happy Birthday, you rare and beautiful creature.
May 31, 2025
May 31, 2025 at 9:28 PM UTC
“… Of course then there’s suicide.
It inevitably crosses the mind of any thinking person and I have seriously considered it,
But frankly, who can find the time?”
Feb 15, 2025
Feb 15, 2025 at 8:01 PM UTC
Icy are the roads we wander,
Making plans for summer and spring,
We ******* conspired and pondered
On things our futures might bring.
Sparks reflecting on water
The smell of smoke and sight of trees
Decades stolen and squandered
With no foreseeable ease
Too many months of darkness and rain
Replaced by silence and springs first smile
Thieves in the night do not steal your pain
No absolution, no peace, no reconcile
There is no comprehending the burden you carry
But I promise you will not be alone
And to the innocent that are buried
Forgive us, and wait for us, to find our way home.
Jan 21, 2025
Jan 21, 2025 at 8:56 PM UTC
And then there are times
A memory breaks your heart
And then fades away
Oct 2, 2024
Oct 2, 2024 at 2:18 PM UTC
I saw the Christian men, doing Christian things.
A martyr Larp for some, and yet others more genuine.
I told them I respected their courage, if not their faith.
This was not a lie. There is something admirable in conviction..
They prayed for me, hands on my shoulders..
To whom, and for what, I did not know, nor did I care.
But a man should know what he would die for, and then live for it.
These Christians are simple people but not completely without a point, nor without some warmth.
I’ve met worse Christians than these..
..They’ve met worse heathens than me.
Oct 1, 2024
Oct 1, 2024 at 11:05 PM UTC
To crucify yourself
The universe behold
Dreams upon the shelf
Loose papers unfold
To commit arson on babel
When the gods won’t knock it down
The desire only to travel,
Where companies tyranny can’t be found
To escape the noise, however brief
The surreptitious feeling of a thief
The streams, the rocks, the trees —
these moments you steal
Sequestered, in solitude, at ease
These moments are real..
These moments are real.
Aug 13, 2024
Aug 13, 2024 at 10:12 PM UTC