I was born in the very rural south in the 1950s. Growing up I had a friend; I’ll call him Sam. My mothers was friends with his mother. In my small town basketball was the only sport my school had enough people for, so everybody played. In middle school we... [Read More]

Incomplete Fragmented Emptiness is not complete nor Is it incomplete Fragmented emptiness Is not complete Or is it?

The sun sets on my city Later than yours The air I breathe Is not filled with smoke and cinder The men whose business war is Allow us to see Your suffering While hiding the suffering we cause The righteous choose suffering As a path For others Blind to their... [Read More]

KarmicResonance · Problems at the substation [disquiet0499]

KarmicResonance · Bright golden sun [disquiet0496]

[first published 2017-02] [Read More]