In Another World ..

Virtue is a blur
what i nurture is a curse

coz a father reprimands the son

If we wouldn’t live with permanent emergency
molding our needs…
what would we need to live?

but until then…..

deposit my thought on the brightest of stars

on the feathered back
of liquid night
so black the stars turn blue
bladed wings slice the silence
crimson wounds of movement
run wild to flesh and bone
a circle flattens
one long line
impaling hearts to silv…

red panther in the black of night
eyes the colour of fire
jaguar in the pillared jungle
mucking in the mire
both aware
both believe
the ripples in the weave
changes in the pattern
thick becoming thin
periphe…

I wandered into Faerie
I didn’t know that I was there
Until I saw a lady
With shimmering silver hair
She said I could go with her
But I needed to be sure
For once I’d crossed the threshold
IR…

The same use of the brain equals?

What eye dream is that

This is my alter ego also

I am my minds imaginary friend

To think beyond ourselves we often forget that

The thing about talking in your sleep …

This is what I dreamt last night…
There was this monk, it was said he had healing powers.
A couple brought their daughter to him. She has never been able to walk by herself.
Along with the girl, t…

I find myself utterly helpless
it seems I have no senses
no eyes
no ears
It seems like apoplexy
or Is it actually apathy!!

We search for the end
You run so fast
so steady
I cry, trying to keep up
I’m out of breath
yet you find a way to go on
you are miles ahead
yet willing
to run miles back
to carry me
your body is sweaty
your soul…

A man walks into a dark tunnel
The light at the end is but a spec
he can just barely see the walls around
they seem to be closing in to seal his fate
He does not cry
He knows better than that
he wobbles hi…

paranormae paratroupe
incognito pulse
candid cerebracy
Ratha be a hobo on the street
Den to let deeze mofolo’s fool me
Jus cuz my’s melanin’s yella don’t mean I’m is in da massa’…

The polititians are still busily pandering to their rich masters, giving them huge ‘Stimulatory Packages’ so that they can continue to live their lavish lifestyles… with Your money!…

…silence whelmed the surrounding chaos, with the powerful voice of tranquility, composed of each speck of snow and each branch of wood.

“You are in financial difficulties, that coin you have in your clenched fist It isn’t worth much but I know how much this body is worth!”
(He whispered)