Speak plainly

Come now friend let us speak as people have not spoken in years, let us produce ideas and feelings which engender greatness not downfall, let us build and not dwell on the bitterness of the past. Let us live as those before us, for something greater than ourselves but which elevates us to the realmContinue reading “Speak plainly”

Night Dawns

The pink of the sunset, which is a pink beyond all rational comprehension of the concept of pinkness, is most exulted when clouds obscure the light. A sunset with no clouds is a sterile male with no prospect of a lover. The clouds are impregnated with eternal links of light. And the pink lives withinContinue reading “Night Dawns”

Interregnum

If I started a passage, if I began the written word, with no goal in mind beyond the will to write, would something come from it? I write while I live, and even if all narratives are melting into a single entity designed to reign over us, I still will write as a human, asContinue reading “Interregnum”

Entangled Shadows

And in the corner of their vision, there were shadows that lingered a bit too long, shadows which reluctantly receded when direct gaze was fixed upon them, always allowing for rational modernity to keep close the binding fear of cataclysmic evil. But post-modern inclinations always allowed for the distant possibility that these shadows were real,Continue reading “Entangled Shadows”

Stillness and Sickness

Drunkenness is solitary because it calls forth a battle waged in the soul, a battle which many wish not to even glimpse much less fight. Because when I am walking my dog, and I see the clouds dimpled across the sky and lit forth with the dazzled sun, I see something which forces my solitaryContinue reading “Stillness and Sickness”

Blessed are you

You are a human, an imago dei; do you not know the glory in store for you? Don’t stop in nature and in life with trivial temporal mother earth. Pause and think for a moment, though, how majestic is that plateau. And then begin the perception of the Creator of the heavens and earth whoContinue reading “Blessed are you”

Conjoined Immemorial

Alchemy is the magnetic manipulation of ideas to serve a greater purpose. Greater purposes are a duality: good or evil. This stonegold hatred is growing, pulsing, throbbing in others of me. Let me hope that fifty years from now humanity will not look back in horror at the blindness of a darkened mass hysteria.I’ll seeContinue reading “Conjoined Immemorial”

A storm coming

… And the bird emerged out of a shallow darkness, lit brilliantly by a flashing sun, before dipping below the next shaft of wind. The storm shimmered the spaces in front of me; the air crackled while the breezes of yesterday fell off to the north. Waves of energy, pools of light, my body wasContinue reading “A storm coming”