you always said you were a trickster, i guess i should have known better,
continually pushing the boundaries even if it was in spite of your own,
paradoxical, hypocritical, with you,
if i think i won then i really lost, for succumbing to your games
if i think i lost i really won, for not falling into your trap
my hermes, i saw you deeper than you even know.
the illness that plagues you, how you decieved yourself
you always said you were a trickster, i guess i should have known better

I thought of people like planets,

love, a star.

romance occurring in orbit.

while you thought of love like a galaxy merger,

colliding heavily into one,

losing memory of any previous orbit.

me; a rogue planet,

ejected and orbiting

the galaxy.

never gravitationally bound to any star.

love is absurd
and I can’t believe it
I find that love is filled with
unexpected desirous feelings that deny reason
and I let love slip through my fingers
because to love you would mean hating to let you go

when you're tumbling down it makes sense not to grab
the nearest person close to you
you're like sisyphus but you've let that boulder force you downhill

in the oceans of existence, flowing into myself 
knee deep in theories asking how did i get here again
everything flows 
its waves repercussions 
the weeping philosopher
change is the only thing we can truly expect 

the river will always transform 
evolving thoughts

you, me,
everything,
eternally in flux

this head i hold

it isn’t all me

this body i’m in

im not entirely it

these eyes i use

cant see all

these ears

won’t hear all

this heart

lets emotions reign

what’s real is

not words

or thoughts

or feelings

or surroundings

there’s always more than this

this is not all there is

because we cannot grasp all there is,

see the dreaming of the dream

how many times do you have to be burned

before safeguarding is an instinctive reaction

effective communication is

a singed hand trying to grasp

they say you’ll know,
you’ll know when it has struck you
but i wouldn’t know it
if it did
and how could i even look
i’d like to think i’m dreaming
what i’m looking for is obscure and absurd
a holy land;
higher soul consciousness
i’m looking for someone who’s high-minded
lofty
i don’t like the notion of levels
they put me above
when we’re all linked,
but different in detail
mutations of the same organism

epistemological approach, prose, consider,
knowledge should always be treated as a hypothesis
so whatever prolific thing I surmise could always use a revise
Plato’s food of the soul is disguised
can i ask you what does a justified true belief imply?

i could see for miles, miles, miles
space, the vast boundless dimensions
the abyss or god’s playground
said those inhabitable planets existence are god’s creations for a certain reason
and not even yourself know what that means

most of the time the universe is shrugging
at me and my daily problems
but tonight, tonight
in complete stillness
the universe is hugging me


      and my heart opened suddenly-
without meaning to,
glimpses of the self,
I let out of my mouth
and only closed it when too much of me has been said
If we could all for a moment, let ourselves out through confessional conversation,
we would see in ourselves,
the same self

say my heart so sore
i know it’ll stop maybe
maybe it won’t
heartbeat: a beating to remind me im alive
and living is pain

i feel her gently. kneading her.
it’s harvest time and she is ripe and bearing fruit.
she is spread out, for me.
and i caress her into it. i feel her gently. kneading her, lighting her on fire.
let me have a taste. she is ignited. sweet mary. she hisses. sweet mary.
i breathe her in, she’s slowly taking me there, turns me on with her love.
takes me to paradise.

everytime i smoke i float
or maybe i’m reminded so
like how I’m spinning with earth though
I try to get transcendentally motionless

there is no need for a religious space when
when all space is holy
there is no need for a blessed land
when all land is sacred
there is no need for a holy day
when all days are spiritual
all life is divine
everything in the most subtlest sense is God

unexpectedly fell into it
disarmingly your eyes see me, whole
i've always been a faithless lover
until now
lost myself in love