On one of the thirty-three islands they call home, my thoughts can rarely puddle up together to form droplets for a cloud to condense upon. They stagnate in the atmosphere; rarely falling to wash things away, adding to the methane gas emanating from the cow fields over many out-theres, alternating the amount of solar energyContinue reading “The Doctrine of Signatures”
Tag Archives: Contemplations
To Pour Out
… and then to just pour out of the cracked cup. Not from the rim like most people do – no – rather you’d be slowly tick tocking, drip dropping, out of the cup from the ruggedness of the crack. You won’t be so watery like most people are; you’d be thick like the consistentContinue reading “To Pour Out”
Fired Up by a Thought
Fired up by the thought that a vitamin can heal, she woke up that morning and prepared for a meal. Some eggs with some vegetables, some fruits in a bowl. And a pot-full of porridge to nourish her soul. ** As she stood in her kitchen, her heart beat so fast. Why am I anxious?Continue reading “Fired Up by a Thought”
Within Minutes
In times of distress, all I plan for is to take some space. One of the places I go to is the sea, I sit on the hood of my car to be lulled and hypnotized by the breaking of the water on the shore. I watch my besieged thoughts as they squander spontaneously oneContinue reading “Within Minutes”
Beisan's Burble 