Time, time, time. I carry you as a weight. I carry you from the moment of my birth.
After all, time is distance… distance is nothing but walking. So I walk and walk and walk the path that is before me. Carrying my burden of time.
As I age, I remember more and more small bits of my past. They come to me dressed in shadow and fog yet I feel connection with those moments.
These are ‘Perfect Moments’
I realize, as they pass by that they are significant. They are Echoes of something experienced long in the past.
Now I have some sense that the significance is related to the section and direction of the path I am walking.
I try to glean insight from The Perfect Moment…. But it’s like the word at the tip of your tongue that you can’t quite grasp. Or that vague image in your mind of a recently completed dreams sequence that is now fading. You tell yourself “if I could just reach a little bit farther I would understand” But it is kept just beyond your reach!
There it is again! That ****** boundary that stops me every time, from grasping the truth that is just beyond my reach… Frustrated I turn my back on the idea that fundamental truth is within my grasp. I tell myself to release this compulsion!
With continued frustration, I seek answers in science, in all the religions of the world, classical philosophy…
None of these satisfy the drive for fundamental truth. I cannot argue the data points provided by science. And of course you cannot argue philosophy or religion because their truth is unprovable, completely dependent on one’s ability to have faith.
YET I KEEP REACHING FOR THE TRUTH!! the truth that is always just outside of my grasp.
Then, at the end, I realize that the real truth lays in the Seeking… For whatever reason in heaven or earth, the striving for the truth is all that we can attain in this lifetime. And that the answers will come in the next….
Sep 25, 2024
Sep 25, 2024 at 2:48 PM UTC
If you are one that can't deal with all the talk of gender and identity in these changing times...
Consider the fact that an enormous percentage of everyone's time is devoted to how we choose to present ourselves to the world around us. What clothes to wear... What hair style... What makeup... Who you choose as your friends.... Your religious and political preference.
These are all part of your Identity just as much as is your gender or ****** orientation
I believe examining our selves, our prejudice, the beliefs we hold dear.... this is a healthy process. Understanding our own identity -who we are - who we are becoming. These are worthy pursuits that we all seek throughout our lifetime.
To judge a Transgender individual because they don't fit into your world view is a bit hypocritical in light of the fact that we are all concerned about our identity and how we present ourselves to others...
Jul 7, 2020
Jul 7, 2020 at 7:22 PM UTC
Let the trials and troubles break and rebuild, the broken soul that now you feel
Let the Flame scorch and burn
the Cancer that grows and churns-
Each time you move around the wheel
To change your soul, make strong the steel
To clear the fog that clouds the mind-
Repurpose what has been lost to time.
Look deep within to find your light
That's been buried deep, beyond your sight-
Give heed now friend, the words I say- when your light is dim and you've lost your way.
The pain the darkness that now surrounds you - can be the path that you've been bound to.
For reasons now you may not see. That at it's end your Light be freed.
Mar 19, 2020
Mar 19, 2020 at 5:10 PM UTC
RELIZATION OF SMALL PERFECT MOMENTS.
It's wood and metal
It's glass and Stone
It's the bird song of the morning
It's fire light and a moment just right
It's the random smile
It's warm hugs
It's soft lips with a soft kiss
It's the laughing child
It's a warm bath on a cold night
It's perfect coffee with a bit of cake
It's love felt through unspoke words
It's that look of longing spoken thru your eyes.
It's comfort given when there is hurt and pain
It's love that I feal when I speak your name.
The grass In my yard is wildly green
What's beyond my fence I do not need.
I speak the words
"This is enough"....
"Yes indeed, this is enough"
This is home
Dec 20, 2019
Dec 20, 2019 at 1:30 PM UTC
We are Pain.. We are Love.. We are Loss
We are Anger.. We are lust.. We are despair
We are strength.. We are compassion.. We are beauty
We are not one thing, We are all things
There is not just 'One Truth' ..Truth is relative.
Truth and Life are yours to define
Do not allow yourself to be defined by others
Your purpose in life is simply...
TO BE..
TO LIVE
TO EXPERIENCE...
Then learn from your experience
and make it part of your truth.
Or discard it as harmful, having little value.
Do not strive to be another.. or like another
Discard old systems that do not allow you to grow and evolve
Reevaluate old ideas of right and wrong.. good and evil
These are constructs of others
Use them if you can.. never let the ideas of others define you.
TO LIVE
TO EXPERIENCE
TO BE
That is Human
Apr 26, 2019
Apr 26, 2019 at 11:55 PM UTC
The door is closed, the thread is cut
What bound us once is no more
I will miss some of our time.. some of the laughter
But the tears were numerous.. I'm trying to change
I want to find the better side of Me
I must move on..
I must move on or I will die
I cannot bare this dark thing I feel
Gods of Heaven and Earth, Hear Me!!
I must shed this darkness
I am worn.. I am tired of what I've become
I seek new doors to open.. new threads to bind
My way is Dark.. Yet still I seek Hope
Are you there?
Just beyond the door
Apr 26, 2019
Apr 26, 2019 at 5:05 PM UTC
The wolf cries the Raven flies
down valley long portents are strong
Of coming battle where foe I meet
from dreams of old while I did sleep.
Of valley dark with shadow long
through mists I march
through waiting throng.
Behold the vanquished red eyed throng
bare witness to my passage long
These lost souls likely did come
but failed and fell and joined the throng.
Through many years my path has led
to culminate in what I dread
unvanquished foe I now must meet
though fear beset my tired feet
So on I march the valley long
through mists and shadow and red eyed throng.
Under Ravens eye past cry of wolf
I seek the foe my fate has brought
Should I survive this day of dread
to climb the hill at valleys end
May I find peace that blessed day,
To finally know I've found my way
Apr 8, 2019
Apr 8, 2019 at 9:56 PM UTC
I AM the line between the Light and Darkness
I navigate the shades of grey on either side
I draw power as is needed from both
I am young but also ancient, I go thru life unnoticed as was meant for me. I need no recognition.
I fear neither Death nor the Unknown, I abide forever,
taking human form as has been needed through the ages
I am balance personified...
I am the one mile mark on the two mile bridge...
I am the line between Yin and Yang
You are safer because of me
Yet some are not safe because of me...some should beware
The threads of my energy weave and weft throughout the world and through time.
I AM STRONG!
I AM READY!
Apr 8, 2019
Apr 8, 2019 at 2:07 AM UTC