The Stoic’s Poem
When in the present, Life moves incredibly fast; This may be why the egoic mind Attempts to perpetuate somberness, Because then time feels…
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The Shadow of Death
I held her hand until it regained warmth. I watered her with all of my tears but her breath wouldn’t seem to grow….
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Jungle Habitat Part II
Tulip Springs Scout Arena sits nearby the same abandoned amusement park – bivouacs sit scattered between trees as well as tethered teepees. A…
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Time (a poem)
Time Laughter and beauty When all are entwined, Embracing the present Where all is divine; Love, cheer, and nothing to fear – Rising…
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The Antagonism of Death
A moment ago one was filled with life but now is just an empty vessel – nothing other than a beautiful memory. Here…
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