The heart beats and with it the whole of our past; all we've stressed and all we eat, collecting all of perceptions impressions, thumping like streetside construction, constantly building a soul
Perfuming all the seeds, each moment, as wind ripples leaves; waterfall. If you want to see more of my haiku, you can check them out here.
Here on earth we're spinning 'round mirrored reflections Oh whoa ho sometimes I catch myself and everything goes streaming by this is where I see I'm a part of it. Touching that which can't be touched I'm touched. We're spinning 'round heart reverberates into the endless mirror chasm Oh whoa ho-o Filtering down back into [...]
Live without thoughts, that's an interesting notion (the thought says almost simultaneously) arresting me in another galaxy. The karma on that shit arrives instantly, i know cause i watch it taking place; the future is forming all around me. There’s no subtext here; i mean what i say. How's that for a moment of clarity. [...]
In this world death is boredom, it is the sinking feeling in your heart and your chest, pulling you down into the couch. A voice echoes, rippling through the corridors of space trapped within a mind. When you are the dead you don't care about anything. Death is routine. It's having the same reaction to [...]