Are you the one I have no words f… Are you the one who seeks the space between these lines? I used to think I’d know you inst… Now I don’t know anything at all.
Some time ago, I made my way down to the crossroads, to try my lucky hand at the devil’s gaming tables.
Time wears away at me, like water on a stone, oh, so slowly, but inevitably, drop by drop,
It seems the only way to reach the mountain-top, is through the desert wasteland. It is only there that one might come to learn
Everything he has ever been taught alerts him to avert that dancing f… What is it then that demands he mu… proceed towards his certain fiery… Some deep and ancient voice within
Late at night; another helter-skelter day, having flown off unexpectedly into alien domains of disarray. So many urgent moments
He’s been around the block and even toured the world, with scars upon scars to show from many a hard-fought battle. Yet like many old dogs
What you seek with such fervent zeal, as you scour those sacred texts and scriptures, is far greater than
Alone, in the same old crowd, trying to ignore this stifling pain. I am but
My father is dead, still he speaks through me; “Don’t say anything....OR ELSE!… There was plenty of “OR ELSE!” to go around.
What lingers within me is ancient… prepared for the worst of all poss… No matter how deeply I rest while… it’s forever awake, coiled and rea… It seems to be from before there w…
My father has come to dinner; He does not knock. He is not welcome. He is dead. Yet he insists on joining me
The storm is brewing. I smell it in the air. I am panicking. I fear this tempest might cost my life.
I came to bless you with the mystery, and shine my light on you. I did not know you could not risk the light,
Your end? My end? Where the hell’s the middle? You say this. I say that.