/july_2017
Recalling a time I met my Self in an all but forgotten camp a thousand miles from home.
There are no bystanders
There are no bystanders. We are all active participants in our lives.
Failure
Do not lament in failure Nor find in it a cause to celebrate
Life, as Nature intended
A poem about how "trickle down" works in nature.
Tipping Point
A poem about how violence grows and it's roots in immature actions.
To Do List, February 19, 2025
To do list, February 19, 2025 A dip into the kiddie pool of a new prepper in the hopes of revealing just how close the deep end is.
Tunnel Vision
"All the pieces Shoved Roughly in their places Dominate Multiplying in Divides by negatives" I didn’t sign up for this But I will fight it To my last breath
so still
so still so quiet
Irradicable Love
Love radically Love freely, openly Love those who hate you so they have a better reason to hate you than the justification of your hate Love yourself Love your mistakes […]
Time
I will wander a while Not to find myself To find the world I live in The one I Inhabited Has grown too small So I will wander For a […]
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