Sometimes the sky is orange, sometimes it takes a purplish hue— mountains for contrast their dimen… and the light pervades twixt our c… and the light washes down mine fac…

Brian and I were driving through… which is another name for Indianap… somewhere in South Broad Ripple, a dicey zone and the neighborhoods… we slowed up through a street line…

Nine times out of ten, it’s a demon you’re seeing, not an angel. They have all kinds of disguises, I know-I know,

With a sword karma sets straight what’s veered. By her sword does Justice dispense simply

What is your idea of placid? How about a mountain campground? Yes, but here in the midst is a querulous brain a competitive heart

As a child I saw the meaning in n… I beheld the color code. I would dream of my bed whirling, I would feel my bed spinning. To take a birth here is a hard fal…

I remember being unmoved at more than one funeral at more than one memorial looking about impatiently impervious to the cries of the cry…

You can ask to be shown, opened unto a dimension, swirling, sickening realm. But, woe unto thee fleshly being, dare ye enter that perilous gate

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

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

Yes, it’s a famous song— “Unbroken Chain” by the Grateful Dead, a good band name as an aside,

And there is but One of It So then with no-one to delight The parallax is a radical explosio… of infinite variability with no known meaning or destinati…

Hell came through on battered wings, and thought to ask just one last thing. That If I could,