Tags (38) : universe

Struggling Through the Soup of Eternity

Lives are won and lost on a dime and yet here we are, living out our hopes and dreams waiting for a savior to nonchalantly pass by and give us the big notice. Yes, we are here! Jumping up and down we excitedly call for grace, and then we… 24 Jun 2022

The Symbolic Symbiosis of Imagination

In tethering the connections we tend to suborn the fact that our lives are lived not in independence but upon complete dependence. We depend upon others to establish a righteousness through we we find solace and yes, glee. Lost in imagination… 21 Mar 2022

Foundational Beings

A basis exists upon which the building of all else resolves. It’s not the first cause nor the last but something entirely different. Looking through the telescopic lens of a reality that does not exist we see many a sight to behold. All… 20 Jan 2022

Waging An Honorable War

There is no ‘honor’ in war. There is no ‘honor’ is disparaging conversations where the listener becomes the oppressed. Plowing the fields with negative intent destroys not only ‘society’ but ‘human’ nature. There is no way out so why the hurry… 16 Jan 2022

Walking In The Shadows

It’s true, I do keep a low profile. It’s not about relegating an ego to the waste bin nor is it about standing firm against the tides of good and evil. All things in this universe ebb and flow as nature intends. There isn’t anything we can… 03 Jan 2022

Engaging Overdrive

Time is of essence. If you believe that then surely the Easter Bunny is not far behind. There always seems to be this thing called belief that hangs in the air emanating odors which could be classified in the ‘unpleasant’ category quite… 09 Nov 2021

Riddle Me This

In the last twilight of our dreams waking moments drift as if upon the sands of time. Wandering the streets of fire we eventually come to a dead-end pass where the good guys and bad guys deserve their just reward. From one side of the fence to… 20 Feb 2021

Ignoring The Ignoble

Pestering sentiment requires one to be of solid mind and in so doing reclaim a forgotten template of things past. There is no movement and so with a dearth of time dependent occurrences there comes a time of determination of which few will… 30 Jan 2021

The Writing On The Wall

In the night of our dreams the boogy-man comes a’calling. At least that is the way of the world as told by our betters. Authority always rises and falls, sometimes relegated to the back burner and other times right there in your face. There is… 07 Dec 2020

Tilting The Wheel, Filling In The Gap

Lots of stuff is happening these days, especially as the gods practice their bowling up in the heaven of dreams. There are plenty of lines in the sand all across this ‘mysterious’ universe where a huge cast of characters display their wares. The… 20 Nov 2020

Nothing Much Happens Here

Here is where not much of anything happens. Not even close to noteworthy are the events which pass before the field of so-called vision like ghosts from beyond the nether regions. Though events may enjoy a subsistence life-style in both micro… 09 Aug 2020

Where's Waldo?

To live in interesting times makes and creates some very good tales to tell around the campfire. It seems we are in the time of revealing. What one thought of as being ‘real’ has the king’s bare nakedness in full revelation. We see not what we… 06 Jul 2020

Are We?

Peeking out from behind the veil of silence, all that we see is ourselves. All that we feel is our presence. All that we know comes from us and defines us. Emboldened by our hopes and dreams we love to alter, change and amend our environment… 05 Jul 2020

Tall Tales By The Fireside

Let’s face it, we all tell our tales and as we sit by the fireside all comfy and secure, all sorts of dangerous liaisons prop up. Igniting fires of interest we throw buckets of gasoline in order to perpetuate our existence living out our hopes… 18 Sep 2019

Diaretical Diatribe

Diaretical: as in diary. These days my postings have been run right along these barriers. But don’t take my word for it, I’m just a delivery man. If trees could talk what would you have them say? “Kill the hue-mans.”?.. 19 Apr 2018

Mobile Me

I’m on the move. House, gone. Kids, out the door. Job, long, long gone. Wife, well… sometimes people put up with me and some… don’t. What the hell are you doing here anyway? Don’t ask me ‘cuz I just live here… 12 Apr 2018

In The Hills, At Night

Walking on tethered feet tip-toeing through the tulips we look left and right for any worm sign. And even when there is some to be had, there are none. Life is strange that way where all is provided for and yet… and yet we beckon to scarcity… 04 Aug 2017

Breaking The Vow of Silence II

Silence, in a word, is not saying diddly-squat. I’ve kept to that vow not because of promises made nor of consideration or contemplation but of respect. I do the bow routine quite regularly and it’s something that is a part of me. Just because… 16 Feb 2017

Tip of the Spear

Despite viable direction being undertaken, war is coming. .. 07 Feb 2017

Catch The Wave... Again

Did you notice? Last weekend there were some big rumblings in the universe and even though it sometimes seems only those who are intuitive enough to notice are aware of such things well… it usually is true. The thing about reality is that when… 11 Nov 2016

Indelibly Linked

Well, here it is… In motion I find the being which is, of course, merely the writing upon the wall of what already is… 28 Sep 2013

Here Fishy, Fishy

Bert and Ernie, companions of fishers of Men, called to the deep blue sea, “Here fishy, fishy!” whereupon the sea would produce it’s glory, jumping into the boat wriggling to and fro with vigor and vim. Yes, Life does indeed have this quality… 20 Nov 2012

Spiritual Embolism

Times come and go - regular, like the clockwork stroke of the hour, on the hour. Yes, time does indeed subscribe to the march of the wooden soldiers. Endlessly one can view the vista from the comfort of one’s lawn chair and delegate to some… 16 Oct 2012

Project Looking Glass : The Merging of The Timeline

Cubes of color reveal all sorts of golden information but of course if one is not quite attuned in the proper direction well then all sorts of grey area matter become standard fare. Checking the Book of Life it becomes plain to see that was… 16 Feb 2012

A Sight For Sore Eyes

In changing we promote decay as the old must pass the test of time to never return… or does it? Events seemingly beyond our control force us to follow the spiral to it’s bitter end. Down, down into the depths of our own torment do we plough… 15 Dec 2011

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