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Jesus was a sailor when he walked upon the water
and he spent a long time watching from his lonelily wooden tower and when he knew for certain only drowning men could see him he said all men will be sailors then until the sea shall free them but he himself was broken long before the sky would open forsaken, almost human he sank beneath your wisdom like a stone
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you turn me to glass and i am humbled in the brilliance of every sunset shining through... melodies hinge effortless from my lips and a lover is soon to kiss their source. my days are touched by a hundred hues_ how ever could i ask for more? where once the heavy stone in me lay now lies a nest of butterflies waiting eager as kites to be freed into the blue vast of sky, anchored only by the beating heart\ this wish only this breath nothing more is needed.
I find no solace in the breaking heart.
Sun, April 13, 2008 - 9:31 AM
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i know no way around this one. there's gotta be some angel looking over me whispering something like the wind, let it go. let yourself cry. it's so very simple. but my mind is another story. I've no idea what i want. and it's at the expense of me and all those around me. i've forgotten who i am. my lover has left me, and the coldest part is i have blamed myself for it. Even without blame, i feel responsible for the many mistakes i have made. b... read more
Lovely Lady Lumps she says. I thought those kinda lumps were reserved for the ladies.... Ever tried on a water bra he says? Eh?
Sat, April 5, 2008 - 9:59 AM
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Guess not. but meanwhile my inner Alexander Supertramp pioneers this vast and seeping land of stark amazement. Meanwhile my inner supertramp dives like a perfect fool off the Tower of my known existence. Oh the dark night of the soul. Oh the rekindled love. and who by fire you may ask when the tower falls down. who knew death could rise so bright? Zuni is my ... read more
It's Sunday evening, Easter Sunday to be precise. Spring has arrived in brilliant rays here at the ever-magiKal Zuni Faerie Sanctuary.
Sun, March 23, 2008 - 6:47 PM
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It's been about 2 1/2 weeks since i arrived, and since i've experienced a dynamic flux of feelings and interpersonal dynamics, deepening with some and distancing from others... including 'the one i love'. Heartbroken and full... simultaneously? could it be possible? I am reclaiming much personal power i've given away... finding my zest and creativity brimmin... read more
it's something like 2 am on a tues in Asheville NC and i am packing my bags for westerly lands where the sky cracks open wide and maybe the ocean is warm enough to dip in. Buchanon Ave has been perfect haven for me to smooth some jagged edges in me. having been at Short Mountain (Theme Park) prior, i have watched much dust settle, and seen new dust rise. relationships... the exquisite danger of putting one's own happiness in another among such risen dust. the desire for reciprocity, and th...
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Tue, February 26, 2008 - 12:07 AM
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