Cross or Pass the Threshold and Behold What is Destiny

Beginnings of their ends, always some brink of crossing thresholds and milestones. When some cross, others pass. When others pass many are unaware of the elevation the neo transcendence of all existential matter, of all everyday trivial and usable time and effort. Brought about wages of conflict striving under the boards like cockroaches that theyContinue reading “Cross or Pass the Threshold and Behold What is Destiny”

All is and are blank, Parody of the Selves

The nuisance of existing in such trying times. All is blank and all are blank and harsh and spoiled are the years. Everything is now just a parody of itself. God is dead, and so is satan and all their followers are in denial. Still wishing, and calling, praying and screaming, “Help!” 8/10/10 

Foul Hours Before the Sweet Embrace of Night

The Hours are foul. The Sun Sets. I must begone from this hell, and off to a place of rest. So I bid the adieu, and move on to the night anew. 7/27/10