Category Archives: Descriptive reflections – non-rhyming descriptive statements

“Too many times I’ve drifted along the way” – with comments about the ‘disorientation of beingness’

Too many times I’ve drifted along the way tumbling so, to an alien tune never finding my way, I’ve found myself here ever recanting the endless phrase hardly forgotten, hardly achieved those things in life that are sought how shall … Continue reading

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“Staring at the abyss, I find my reflexes numb” – with a remark on the crisis of having no reaction to beingness – the ‘beingness sickness’?

Staring at the abyss, I find my reflexes numb unrehearsed, unlearned, and ignorant am I in this reaction blankness comes upon me like a thick velvet veil shutting out the light of life unreaction, it becomes my friend, my bedfellow … Continue reading

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With a blast I send out my POW!!!

With a blast I send out my POW!!! demonstrating the force of my cannon passing through the wind, the shot falls short there in the level plain a new gaping chasm has found its way with a great cry it is born! … Continue reading

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Quivering ground, dancing at my feet

Quivering ground, dancing at my feet jiggles to and fro with unrest remaining unsettled, never finding its calm a great mirror of my self oh, that quaking of life penetrating striking deep to a forgotten center sharp! hard! a great … Continue reading

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In the all encompassing realm I do glow

In the all encompassing realm I do glow Reaching out, I see the naught – crystal clear nothing Reaching out, I see no self – I am as if . . . lost Reaching out with great longing – this I … Continue reading

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My old self, it does strangle me

My old self, it does strangle me clothed in its hard shell . . . a prisoner laying in its casket, I yearn for escape that great flight to take me hither Oh, downward I must descend in that long … Continue reading

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Great embracing one

Great embracing one take me in your arms caress my worn limbs move me beyond my life lift me, take me to the heights outstretched you make me go beyond my self only to discover the first land, my initial … Continue reading

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Spontaneous descriptive reflections

Often I find that certain expressions keep popping into my head.  These usually come as I’m walking about, being in the midst of nature, or contemplating.  Sometimes, they keep repeating in my head.  Other times, I say them once and quickly … Continue reading

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In the confusion of the world I am born

In the confusion of the world I am born wrapped in the tornado of life misguidance has become my constant companion restful bliss has become a distant memory the endless rapaport invades my senses conquered, I submit to the master … Continue reading

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The distant land beckons me

The distant land beckons me calling me to greet the new day looking off, I see far beyond my outstretched hand a dream I do perceive, a great wisp of thought hovering, it hangs above the flowing ridges swinging and drifting, … Continue reading

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