Tag Archives: Philosophy

Transition

At what point is one beginning At what point the other end The singer from the singing The lover from the friend? The moment of elation From the knowledge of the fall The victorious jubilation From the rising to the … Continue reading

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Grace

I wait now so impatient on the day When all my joys and sorrows can unite And all that I endeavour now, or say Eschews this darkness here, embraces light I wandered once within these halls so bleak I sought … Continue reading

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Knights Templar

Across a darkened sky Banners raised The cross is stained Blood rose red Seeking in the material The mystery Of the soul This alchemy demands The nigredo becomes A battlefield What phoenix arises From broken flesh and bones Skyward? Ancient … Continue reading

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Masks

See this pattern falling, rising Hear these words, though not surprising All our future, we’re surmising is our true selves much disguising In these hallways of invention sinews stretched with patient tension Find the lies we could not mention hold … Continue reading

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Starlight Musings

i. Mathematical precision A melody trembles into being A solar system aches with possibility to communicate All these stars once gods and devils splayed above Visions and madness Could this be a type of love? ii. On Tuesday the writer … Continue reading

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Numbers – the relevation of the ‘too little sleep and too much coffee’

The four horseman were prepared, Pale Rider at the helm. He felt it, susserating underneath his skin. This morning he had woken to a strange thunderclap, but looking outside the sky was blue. The storm was internal then. Electricity coursed … Continue reading

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Time

All these days Crowd upon each other Disposable When was I supposed to rise And make this real? Is the truth More simple after all There’s nothing real but time? Passing undisturbed By all our efforts Turning a lazy eye … Continue reading

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