Some say that happiness is in the contentment of the senses and faith is in the pursuit of it. Some say that heaven is at the summit, the high judge who oversees morality being observe...
The most joyful feelings are those where there has been an abundance of sorrow, and where God’s comfort has been accepted. What better way is there to value relief than to be in dire n...
The thoughts of the grape picker. “Hallelujah. I’m going to the vineyard today to work with the other lovers of labor and to bind myself with them and to God. I was created to keep pac...
Sitting in the shade of a giant maple tree was a boy and his grandfather. He listened intently to gather what wisdom came from that seasoned mind that has accumulated many thoughts and...
Windows The vibrant language of the soul Words silenced and moods revealed Portals blocked but yet still open Eyes are windows to the soul
Parachute my God, my father, my air, my nylon rock, my vault, my owner, my slaver, my life secured, my trusted one, into thy hands I surrender,
The she of no name but heated ocea… a den of desire and electric potio… a heated pit of love and love’s ca… ambrosial gardens and skies of fal… a passion drawn by magnets and spi…
Too much love stifles the freedom of love. Too much truth alienates those who live in fear of it. Too much reasoning analyzes the fun out of laughter. Too much sensitivity takes the ...
He received his PHD in music composition at Berkeley. He wrote a symphonic piece that was performed by the New York Philharmonic at Carnegie Hall and received a standing ovation. Ev...
Spirit of Captain Jack hovering o… captain of the bottle caps brigade… He twists the frigg’n cap to the r… when left I try to twist’n fight. A whammy is what he sent to me on…
‘Neath the blue firmament that touches the outskirts of heav… where the brittle white canopy that covers up the unstable clouds… breaks up and drifts apart
Opening bell in morning skies, Silent colors coming into view, Pastels blazing behind the dark, Midnight grasping at the last stra… Darkness melting upon the burning…
Pride’s Paradox Those who have none, emptied themselves of what pride they had and replaced it with self-pity. I… case, pride is a helping hand that…
Pasture, the home covered in succu… the table calling all sheep and ho… the melting pot where they all com… the softening of their barbarian n… equalizer of the variances in thei…
The finding the way out of the dar… the conjuring up the language of the song of the roving spirits, the whimsical reveling at play, the care-free nature of the child…