“The man who is forever disturbed about the condition of humanity either has no problems of his own or has refused to face them.” -Henry Miller
aham prema. we are divine love. 40 days of this and 40 more…whatever it takes.
Sounds like ... The haze of sleep lifting from a frog brain dreaming of surgical knives slicing through frog skin played in reverse.
+lies are exposed in daylight+
justice, you are my sunshine, my only sunshine
Sounds like... Wolf's milk bubbling up to share its effervescent orange glow.
For Shakespeare’s birthday & the last week of poetry month.
- a 6-2-2020 protest playlist provided by a 3rd generation ipod playing on shuffle -
- a photo-op with online bible verses -
Diverse - under the hammer
Laserdream #9.2 - Low - Words (via Vimeo)
Three inches above the floor Man in a box wants to burn my soul And I'm tired, and I'm tired
Is that the truth he says The pain is easy Too many words, too many words
And I can hear 'em
If you're hearing screams Come back child, come back My hands are dry
But I know they're gonna make it Just one more night Too many words, too many words
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put all abusers on trial
tip of the iceberg