Tag: travel

  What is it? What are we looking for? What mountain remains before us? What treasure have we not uncovered? What land remains to be conquered? Bile rises from the gut. Acid burns out the digestive tract of a healthy nation. A nation too fat, too happy, too rich, and too oblivious to continue on … Continue reading 11.27.22 →

  Clean. . Not easy. Not comfortable. Not empty. Just clean. Like winter sunlight, fresh snow blankets, light spring breezes, and warms summer sunshine. . Clean. . Not missing. Not absent. Not separate. Just clean. Light as a feather, unburdened and free from things that were. . Clean. . Not new. Not perfect. Not replaced. … Continue reading Clean →

  Speak. Speak the words. Don’t let them die in your throat. Don’t hoard away the treasures that you carry, like a dragon beneath a mountain. For even dragons fall asleep for thousands of years and are forgotten. Their terror and their treasure both succumb to the passage of time and the feeble memory of … Continue reading Firespeaker →

  Don’t take your eyes off the road. What passes you by are marigolds. Fire in the fields of the night. Lighting up the edges of our sight. Sometimes it feels like you’re alone, even in the places you call home. No horizon, no set event precipitates the moment that you left. It’s straight on … Continue reading Marigolds →

  Pick up a cup of full-bodied morning. Dressed for success, or a pauper’s funeral. Ask the day if it has any plans for me? The street is quiet, I know it doesn’t care, anyway. Take a minute to run though things in my head. So much I don’t understand, but there isn’t much I … Continue reading Thursday Morning Coffee →

  What could split this world in two, comes as easily as snow falls on a November morning. Quiet, and mostly expected. The weatherman announced it days before. No one is surprised, but there are still so many caught unprepared. Those sweet, summer children. Who, like the grasshopper, fail to acknowledge the future. Every day … Continue reading Winterfall →

  It’s a lot to do, but it’s a lot more to ignore. Every single day reveals another angle through. There’s no rain coming that’s gonna wash the dirt off my hands. It’s six more months of snow and mud when the Sun shines again. I hope you know that I love you more than … Continue reading Alberta Cold →

  There is no need. Here, all we are sustains us. Even breath is only a function of a system. Our hearts, our lungs, our brains; they are not us in the way that photons are not stars. We are vibrations coming through in wavelengths. We are a message, travelling through space and time. An … Continue reading Wavelengths →

  Pulling it together on the far side of forever. Set out to answer my questions. Bought and sold my apprehensions. You would think by now that I had probably learned my lesson, but I’m hardheaded. So hardheaded.   Came down from the rafters. You talked me down after each and every disaster, once I … Continue reading Hardheaded →

  Conceive the technology. Intimate with the system. Lear to speak in code, map the routing and the pathways. Schematics become emotions. Success becomes affection. mimicry is the highest form of flattery, enabling two-way communication. As the eyes describe the mind, so too does the rendering construe value to one event and nothing to another. … Continue reading A Consequence for Everything →

. Stay. Your fear without. Wandering your inner sanctum. Stray. A world of doubt, confronting the very question. Who are you? Who am I? Does it even really matter? Bodies decompose in time and we go on to the hereafter. Never did occur to you to find a line, or draw a purpose. Awake only … Continue reading A Reason to Stay →

  They’ll use your words against you. Everything you’ve ever said. They’ll turn your world against you. Never to be heard again. If you don’t hold their message on a sign above your head, they’ll cut you down, son. That’s the way that their hatred is spread. They’ll judge you harshly, son. For things you’ve … Continue reading Father/Son Talk →

  Smashed. Every symptom burned. Nerve endings frayed, like wires in a system, dragged down a gravel road,  and submerged in dark water. Files corrupted. Whether it’s the source code, or the injected vitriol. Can’t imagine it stays the same after the purge, after the torch, and the acid bath. Who would want it this … Continue reading 11.19.22 →

  Show me fire from a clear, blue sky. A blazing sign brighter than the night. Be a beacon calling me outside. Let me not linger on the threshold. Make my mind gape and body quiver with your wild, unbridled brilliance. I have come to live in dim luminescence. Liquid crystal, diode permaculture. Burn out … Continue reading Illuminatus →

  Smooth to the touch. No longer what I was. Used to be rough. Bonded with the flux. Looked thought the books. Sat in the fire. All it took, all my desire to reveal in me The Philosopher. Base metal. All that I am. Several layers, welded together, or an alloy by measure. One and … Continue reading Base Metal →

  Caught you like a firefly. Kept you in my hands and marveled at your light. Thought you could guide me through the darkness, but my hands restrained you. Loved to look at you and know that you were mine, but if either of us what going to find our way through this ever-present night, … Continue reading Firefly →

  Get out of here. You, a wild thing, not bred for the civil lands. Callous in pleasant company. You seek the wind for your sole guidance. Decrying the wisdom of men, ridiculing their refinements, and eschewing their institutions. You, of muddy birth and sundry education, but eyes that gleam like ice, or fire, depending … Continue reading Warning to a Wildman →

  Figure in the absinthe dark. Green light exuding form some unknown source. You, in your underwear, hair tied back, skin shining with sweat. A quick glace over your shoulder, as you step into the bathroom. I realize that I am still dreaming. Or am I? I feel like I am in my own skin. … Continue reading Absinthe Dark →