"we were born in the dirt" - Recorded 3/2/2021 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them we were born in the dirtof the sons of fliesa world ofshadows dancing on the wallsmotion anddangercolor absent ourpale forms stepping to the lightwe seethe world beyond our limited perspectiveblinking with our hands cupped above our eyesshakingnaked … Continue reading we were born in the dirt
"I Sat and Looked at the Moon" - Recorded 1/6/2021 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them I sat and looked at the moon, covered in a shroud of wispy clouds.As I sat and looked at the moon, I thought of you.I thought of you, and how maybe you also sat today and … Continue reading I Sat and Looked at the Moon
For you. "Do You Know That You Are Loved?" - Recorded 12/31/2020 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them Do you know that you are loved? I should hope so. I should hope that you have already been told that you are, in oh so many ways, and that you have committed it … Continue reading Do You Know That You Are Loved?
"Hope" - Recorded 12/24/2020 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them 20/20 (eyes)mirrorstill (not calm)only self (not -care)centered (now self-)deception (still self- (not calm))found love (as art)shadow box lifepinned to (too)as butterfly (dreaming)at times (awake) ego (death)selfnew (self)ego (death)selfnew (self)8 life (ends)death (begins)eyes (open)self (you)you (self) Hope. Artwork featured by Benjamin Wuest (Condensed … Continue reading Hope.
They've entered your thoughts again, my dear, And by now I hope it's clear They've no interest in your best interest They offer nothing to you but fear. They've come to take what can be taken, To shake free what can be shaken, To pilfer while you're lulled to sleep, So my darling, please awaken. … Continue reading That You May Never Feel Alone
In the world today There is a yawning But it is not from lack of sleep… Rather, Too many have slept for far too long And are waking to see That the world has changed And that they must adapt to survive. I stepped out into the world today Without ever leaving the house, I … Continue reading In the World Today
The birds are singing to one another now, They do not sing to us, But we are listening. New buds are growing slowly on the ends of branches, Displacing ever so slightly the air around them, Coming to our ears as a low hum, And we wonder: To how many monsoons could this movement be … Continue reading The Sounds of Springtime
The sorrows that once assailed us and held us in place Are now the sorrows of yesterday Replaced as such With the troubles and worries of today. We have woken so many days Doubtful of ourselves, Fearful of the challenges we know we face And ever more fearful of those we do not, But have … Continue reading …And the Sun is Shining Once More
New life grows Within; When the chrysalis finally falls away, What will emerge?
How many times have I Prayed for death? For life? I hope God understands my seemingly contradictory appeals... Patiently humming and biding time Until the pendulum swings back again, Or until I see once more that it never moved in the first place, That it was my perception -Based on my limited perspective- Which … Continue reading Until the Pendulum Swings Back Again