call back

Sometimes it feels like it’s all the same and that it’s all meaningless. every day it’s another struggle. this continuous attempt at stemming time; trying to subdue our surroundings, our lives. trying to gain some control. do you ever feel like that? and then you wake up the next morning and it starts all over … Continue reading call back

me?

It was nothing new, the noise the dust the people complaining, the filth of life and no one asks, and no one questions, and everyone grumbles, and jostles and I take my lot and then some more while I am also robbed. It’s all a part of it. and then I saw his pointing hand. … Continue reading me?

right

What will you do to prove you are right? what will it take, when you are right, to make your point. and is being right the most important? has, being right, doing right, being on the side of right, knowing what is right, ensuring others follow what is right ever been able to cure our … Continue reading right

grafted

There I lay, among so many others like me, in my death unknowing. the debris of other lives and of time around us. in our own darkness where we witnessed second hand light not knowing that it was second hand, not knowing what living was because our lives were shrouded in death and we thought … Continue reading grafted

one

But what difference will i make? i am only one. i am small and insignificant. i am no different from anyone else. yet the life force within, the 'thing' that is bigger than me kept whispering in the wind to the very soul of me ... "trust me ... others have gone before and others … Continue reading one