Penned July 4th, 2020, while standing between two sets of sounds: the booms of fireworks in one direction, and the shouts of protests in the other.
Haiku I
It happens upon Yet it will never be found Wind on Summer days
A Humble Rebellion
(7 min. read) The answer lies not in combating the evils in our neighbor with the weapon of our own evil… but in confronting OUR OWN EVILS with the Good.
Now is Never the Distraction
The cost of each thing is the thing itself. And so you must lose your life to find it.
The Final Page
The final page is running thing now. There's only room for a line or two…
What Now Remains
What remains to enrich the soul, when all these good things come to pass…?
The Dance of Wisdom
(3 min. read) Truth lives, the careful balance of uncertainty. Wisdom abides, in the security of one's Soul.
No More to Frolic in the Sun
There, ageless and immortal stands: the fair, the lost, great myth of man.
Truer Are Wisdoms
For Knowledge is power, so gilding its Knower. Yet Power's corruption will poison its Sower.
Sharpen Your Soul 