Eyes to the ground, cutting through an alley, ruminating about a fight with a si… I notice a stray dog following, when I stop to pet it

I imagined every venerable thing b… from being beaten until I had no b… and living in utter desolation, po… to having tangible things, good ta… Land and Gold.

Don’t bother with worry, this isn’t me crying to you all. I am crying to the scribe in the w… who’ll take this story and mount i… upon a medium, a tape, a film,

Needless of a judge, a contrite heart is a bird suspended on a current, shifting myriad planes without asking or telling.

Brian told me he held his own guts in his hands, his tattoo reads: ALREADY DEAD.

The moon lulls me as I wade through poppy fields, dragging limp hands behind me, catching each pod long enough before it snaps upright again

When I see the little holes where the earrings used to be I wonder what they embraced and then renounced to get to now.

He wouldn’t budge to show me what’s a hard heart, my own heart was closed if it was closed to him. Maharajii said,

At a certain point in your ordeal, it isn’t your ordeal that bothers… It is the fact that everything is… That’s what really bothers you. Because what happened is not OK,

You can get better, or you can get worse, or you can stay the same. But you can’t change. Nope!

Formulate an agenda Make friends. Label enemies. Identify beliefs. Re-examine.

Blameless is the working man Who can tell him, ‘put aside your drink!’ And what do I do but lay pavers?

The ravens were about me and I felt as though I moved with the… Full am I, too, of grace and inst… Knowing the wind can tell a secret… being a vastness of numbers,

Their adversaries’ heads were placed in a Styrofoam icebox and it still wasn’t dissuasion eno… The chase of supremacy lingers until the farthest reaches…

Finally alone, I lie with a volum… I venture again to hear the injunc… normally I savor their sensitivity… but tonight all I can think about