Saturday 27 February 2010

Friday 26 February 2010

adrift in shine, here more today than ever before


Faith is power to believe and power to see...

-- 
Prentice Mulford

Wednesday 17 February 2010

Sunday 14 February 2010

Are you sure?

We should not be sure of any perceptions we have... the image of the sun is eight minutes behind time. Is it possible then, that we are actually time traveling through our vision while admiring a sunset?


Saturday 13 February 2010

संसार


samsara




the wheel turns, in the past, we are here, we are there
i vow to always be here in the now, where i am.

Thursday 11 February 2010

true>false


"Mistaking the false for the true
And the true for the false,
You overlook the heart
And fill yourself with desire.

See the false as false,
The true as true.
Look into your heart,
Follow your nature."

-from "Choices" in the DHAMMAPADA


Is the mirror truly false?



"Woman Before a Mirror" by Picasso

Wednesday 10 February 2010

analogue eyes and misconstrued space-time 
spirits sing through microscopic crystals and waveforms
the soul is eclipsed by the pupil, lucid day of sideways snow
a trinity of spirals traced into transit
mirrors have been proven to deceive

on the same day, waved to my own satellite,

greeted my shadow as it were my reflection 

existence is delusion, orbiting 

theoretical is quantum

fluorescent flickering

presence of vision

my new song is called...



the menae



Saturday 6 February 2010

false mirror



Rene Magritte 
1928
window fog
precision cuts apples
vacate our temples of spirit
hourglass everlasting
infiltrate thoughts
multifaceted spiraling seclusion
mental cut and paste
am i here or there?
Aurora, where'd you go?




where were you when the clock struck blue,
the day the plate returned with the fork,
the night when endymion finally woke.

where were you when the silent tree fell,
when gravity was given its name and 
dreams were swallowed by the wishing well.

i have been here all along,
hiding, 
disguised in white ruffles as saltwater vibrations.
 basking in the waves of the only song 
that rings endless past the planets' dance.