A Star is Born…

One of the many reasons I love to buy old books as opposed to new ones, is the rare delight of finding something forgotten inside it, left behind by a previous owner. Whether it be an intriguing inscription written a hundred years passed, or a curious bookmark that has a story all of its own….

Hush let them sleep

Hush let them sleep… find me on Instagram Celebrating diversity includes celebrating the unawakened, the asleep and the people-sheep. Too often we complain about the still-asleep. We call them sad and brainwashed, dumbed down ego-mentalists. We secretly cast our judgements and small hatred down upon them. Darkness can seep so quickly from the corners of…

Angel Breath

Snow flurry Angel breath Falls, calmly Causes death Storm looms Chaos Life resumes No loss.

Breathing Moments

‚ÄčI was told once that true enlightenment can be caught in one single moment, that stillness exists and can be found in the small spaces of stillness between each breath we breathe.  And they say if you can empty your mind completely, if you can find that true place of stillness, because it is a…

Meanwhile, one quanta away..

…The universe realised it didn’t come from Nothing, like the scientists of the day kept forcing him to say. Everything and Nothing? Everything and Null. I was born from a Null, I did not come from Nothing and I will die a Something, falling back into Nothing where I wait inside the World of Nulls,…

Baby Stars

Baby stars curled up Embryonic Die young spit out gamma rays Form the Black Hole

Hush, let them sleep

Celebrating diversity includes celebrating the unawakened, the asleep and the people-sheep. Too often we complain about the still-asleep. We call them sad and brainwashed, dumbed down ego-mentalists. We secretly cast our judgements and small¬† hatred down upon them. Darkness can seep so quickly from the corners of awakening eyes. Ego spikes, we all have them….

Under the Skin of the Universe

We all know what’s under the skin of the universe. We’ve just flipped a switch to make ourselves forget. Humanity as a whole isn’t quite ready. Some have begun to awaken, like little lamps lit. Those that remain have been defiled by consumerism and fattened by the federal reserve. Help them. Calling to your higher…

A Short Hop in Hyperspace

I was standing at the edge of the solar system, looking in. They came rushing towards me on beams of light. The Guardians of the Gateway I named them, as sometimes hyperspace places the words in your head and suddenly you know the name of things you never witnessed before. They had flame golden eyes…