Archive for August, 2007


Aug 29 2007 Published by under Words

The death of the fabricated self,
Whether it precedes or accompanies the death of the body,
Is the only freedom free of confinement.
As we all know: death is not the end,
Nor is it a beginning.

Death is a transition.

No responses yet


Aug 02 2007 Published by under Words

Sometimes I realize that when I write all I am doing is creating and matrices of concepts that fall short of ever encapsulating anything truthful.

Truth is a fleeting thing, it does not stay fixed in any particular location or definition.
It escapes us only because our minds are dragging like anchors behind us,
Barring us from the present where lies the only truth there ever was and ever will be.

At least that is how it seems.

No responses yet