Compassion and Intolerance
Created: 12/12/2006 2:56am
Compassion and intolerance do not dwell in the same house. Our leaders preach that they are loving, hold all life as sacred, care about the poor, embody the light of God. Yet, they are bound by a force much more evil and subtle t...
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(read entire)Ashen Light
Created: 07/23/2008 3:37am
Surely there must be some sort of heaven for you Flower haired and feminine Heart so full of empathy Hushing the sobs of the weary and broken Resting each head upon your breast Quieting them to sleep in the soft glowing twilight Surely there must be a place for you... With soft white fe...Comments: 3
(read entire)Perseid Impartation
Created: 08/12/2009 6:35am
From the surface of this quiet city, my wandering mind reaches out towards this canopy of gleaming stars. The clouds have finally been swept away, luring out the children of Perseus; and my eyes dart back and forth, as they burn streaks into the night sky. This is when wishes are made--by children, ...Comments: 0
(read entire)Communion
Created: 12/06/2009 12:20pm
I awoke this morning to the sound of a quiet shuffle, spanning the hardwood floors of our house. Her footsteps approached the door, gently opened it, and kissed me good morning before she set out. My stomach was knotted from the drinking, but the few hours of sleep had served me better than expected...Comments: 0
(read entire)Stop Motion
Created: 03/25/2010 1:58am
Time has broken apart for me, chilled to the freezing point and broken off like an iceberg. All motion in this quiet room is suspended, and the world outside quiet, hazy and white. Though no deliberate steps were taken, I have arrived in a new place. There are no streets here, no raindrops on the pa...Comments: 0
(read entire)The Sky is Broken
Created: 05/26/2010 4:33am
I'm sitting alone tonight, listening to outpourings of Moby, remembering the way my world was more than ten years ago. I was wandering in a sad, hollow cloud. The rain seemed to pour endlessly all summer, the evening streetlights reflected on the dark asphalt, making long yellow fingers incessantly ...Comments: 0
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