Blue eye crying
Faces in objects:
Tag Archives: urban
Blue Bridge
bridges are so hopeful
The Mind
the mechanics of a mind
turning rusty with ample time
grinding teeth, fails to find
strings to silence and to bind
Everywhere
I’ve been everywhere, man
I’ve been everywhere
Crossed the desert’s bare, man
I’ve breathed the mountain air, man
Of travel I’ve had my share man,
I’ve been everywhere
Lyrics written by Geoff Mack, 1959
Sung by many fine people, but no one does
it justice like the great Johnny Cash, Unchained, 1996
Walls
We build them and we break them,
we climb them and we paint them—
and yet it seems unclear:
Which of these walls are real and which are
illusions in far bright corners of our minds?
Grey areas
anxiety or anticipation
billigerence or benevolence
truth or lie—
sometimes it’s hard to tell the difference
Ego: east meets west philosophies
Recently, I was asked , “What makes you special?”
My first peaceful thought was simply, “nothing”.
And my second, “Does that make me special?”
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