Incense thick with a scent that is true and a bit soiled and dense so dense I lift

Every time I leave my parents’ ho… I am filled with a sweet sorrow. It has taken me half a lifetime to… and now I love them so dearly, so… They nor I are getting younger

Here in the suburb of Royalwood e… looks as it did decades ago, entro… where the deep slumber of human li… age and breed with rapidity and se… We sat out here and explored the…

Mojave Desert crushed cars stacked six, seven, ten tall. From the junkyard juts a billboard:

Tears tears do a walk-by unload the clip don’t know why now

Ancient meadow preadolescence, burgeoning and righteous never-ending dimension first sighted past your fingertips… is stolen by ambition,

It occurs to me now that no one hears my song. Still young, I am discarded. I don’t anticipate being surprised at my aloneness in old age.

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

The only thing you can prove is how crazy you are. It’s the best defense. Where was I going with this? I don’t know.

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

Trees poke from the earth like the mummified hands of the martyrs. Buried alive, they strained with last breath

Wise Elders decide what mistakes are afforded who and tie color with number and meaning to frequency

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,

The duration of a miracle is exactly one moment, after that you may as well be talking about what happened in the big game last night.

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