Each path a life; the worn and barely used alike. The majority of your fellow travellers rarely, if ever, escape their guiding illusions, their paths crisscrossing the world, forming wide corridors and highways of frenzied activity, leading nowhere. They may have tread many more an empty mile than you, but in your stubbornness and reluctance […]
There she lay. Clearly at peace. Unburdened of 93 years of life. A warrior; strong, resolute, stubborn, beautiful. Were those eyes to suddenly open, it wouldn’t have surprised me. Were she to beat death, it would simply draw from me a knowing smile. In life there are two options: to crawl into the past and […]
Do I know fear?
Do I know fear? Never been in a war, a burning building. Never heard a gun fire, saw a child die. Never spent the night next to a loved one as she fought for survival. Never slept under a bridge, missed a day without eating. Never been mugged, accosted, molested. Do I know fear? Please […]
In my sleep? You coward. Attack a man while he slumbers. Red blood dripping from my right nostril. How close were you this time? In my nightmare I could sense your presence. Do you no longer attempt to conceal your footfalls? A coward and hasty. Are you afraid? Is this irony? Can fear by afraid? […]
Thought for food – 3
Just for this moment be in the present; you have the rest of the day to tell yourself the story of your life.
Alone in a world of believers
You are blessed and cursed to have found your meaning in the question of meaning itself. Blessed to be motivated to take a journey of deepest discovery, not only of the universe without, but of the universe within. Cursed to be born in a world of believers, who are constantly and continuously tricked by the […]
Thought for food – 2
A sure sign of intelligence, maturity, and self-confidence is the willingness to change one’s beliefs in the light of new evidence and considerations.
As I lie awake staring at the faint light filtering through the space between the boards in my mind
Raising head, Lifting eyes from dark, Stepping outward, From underground. Strange hollowness, Echoes in mind, Empty of pretense, Confident in not knowing. Optimism seeking light, Broken long dormancy, Entering the world without, Blinding, suffocating familiarity. Same grey streets; Same concrete buildings; Same managed woods and rectangular fields and forgettable faces on Sunday walks on worn […]
Order born of fear. Claiming the seconds that make up the minutes that make up a life. Doubting, too, these thoughts.
Where is HOME?
Originally posted on A peep into my Memory Palace…:
Image Credits: Pexels.com In the fading fragrance of a lone drop of lavender at the edge of the pillow of the love of my life In the tender crook of his wobbly arms In the black corduroy case my fingers sew for his flute In the…
Thought for food – 1
Three words that reveal they don’t really understand you: ‘You should just…’.
Notes – What is consciousness?
Immediate thoughts after meditation session: For a brief time I was able to invert the common experience of consciousness being located behind the face and in the middle of the head. I was able to expand the location of consciousness to fill the four walls within which I was seated. I am still pondering this […]
Conversations with myself – #4
I’ve resisted writing. There is little new to say. Old terrain, worn terrain. And I annoy myself. And how! But it goes round. This thought. And that. Fueled by fear. Fear itself. Fear of failure. Fear of embarrassment. Fear of weakness. Fear of being seen. Fear of second place, of ridicule, of pain. Fear of […]
Aphorisms – 5
Should you ever doubt the second law of thermodynamics, release your children in any room in the house and wait longer than one minute.
Lyrics #10 – Visitor – Greg MacPherson
‘It’s not where you’re at my friend it’s who you are there that really mattersI’m going back to Nova Scotia just as soon as I serve my time’ Check song out here. VisitorThe city sometimes is a backhanded invitationIt’s all just sitting there waiting for a man knows where it’s atBut if you want in […]
Comment reblog – The crowd and the individual
A recent comment I found thought-provoking. Thoughts? ‘How you characterize ‘the crowd’ is your own, no doubt, and unique construction. The coils of belonging have already entwined your soul, as the baby is reliant on its tribe; you are a part of that crowd as seen by all others. The crowd is amorphous, bright and […]
Do You Remember…?
Originally posted on A peep into my Memory Palace…:
? July 22, 2018, Hyderabad @ 10 PM Dearest mine, Do you remember? The night I opened my eyes to this beautiful world for the very first time in that tiny little clinic in Naughar road. You welcomed me with twinkling eyes and the widest of…
Mission statement for 2019
Don’t mistake the crowd for the truth; failing to fit in does not mean you’re broken. Your horizons might extend further than your neighbour’s, your colleague’s, your friend’s; trust in your own eyes, let others trust in theirs. With deference to Hamlet, might I add: there is also nothing either right or wrong, but truth […]
Question of the Day – No. 266
An interesting question Wise & Shine In your opinion, why people feel the need to be right all the time? View original post