We, all, are golden keys, delivered and never finalized, though set into ruins, still able to unlock treasures in one another. Floating in tsunamis of shattered bones and shells and seaweed, we sink only when we refuse to rise. Heartsick, apologetic and panicked, yet still the taste of pestilent cities are preferred to sit on the lips, still to carve rather than caress the hollows, still to retch as if seasick from honey and flies. Selfsick, no breath, contact is affirmation of possibility is challenge to be more than culpable, to deny all that bears lie to the truth of […]
meta – wights, ghosts, and emptiness
he labeled it ‘vættir ‘s death’. a ‘vættir ‘ is a wight, this word, in its masculine form, referring to that which haunts and is haunted by its need to exist and its eternal lack of form. one finds meaning where one seeks it. this is no different. pushing back a disappointed anger that little buddha girl says i should not feel, it remains i instantly draw mental lines.
the insanity, it seems, continues…
… though in truth, i can only say it is my own fault. if you’ve been following this saga, then you know that, as a last olive branch, i intended to follow through with my plan to gift heath with the two domains purchased. this, despite the abject calumny of his recent email and regardless of the reality that, in the face of finding it wholly rebuked in every way, it never crossed his mind to apologize for the insult and hurt given in it. today…
morning thought… brief
” There is no mystery whatever – only inability to perceive the obvious. ‘All Else is Bondage; Non-Volitional Living’ “– Wei Wu Wei makes a good point. missing the obvious is pretty much the same as handing yourself over in chains. and the ‘doh’ moment isn’t much fun, either.
waking? perhaps.
pulled from sleep. an email waits. someone writes to me of anger, of vengeance, of taking up the thing i would most see freed. they ask me if this is what i would see done. this, my reply, may it unforge the link in the karma chain.
the more things change, the more they stay the same
arriving home from dinner, i find an email from my host telling me there is a problem with the transfer of the two domains.
of scrytch and a prayer
michael paul gomez of austin texas, i wish for you that all karma engendered by your hurtful, harmful, thoughtless actions be transmuted. i wish that i take it in your stead. i wish that all negative outcomes from your persistent, consistent, hatreds and your many, many grudges fall on me. i wish that any who encounter you be untouched by your words, unmoved by your calumnies, and utterly free from the harm and hurt you cannot seem to help causing, that you insist upon continuing to create.