Keys inserted, engine started, Dust rising with swift passage, layering the life you leave behind. Music cranked, body swinging, hand surfing to beats of endless wind. Darkened glasses covering perfect sun, a world a blur passing mirrored sides. Speed rising, heart thumping, wheels turning over envious eyes, shooting through those prison bars. Money dropping, teeth … Continue reading »
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The Moral Sower
Humble does the sower plant, Filling his hand with seeded mind. Lovingly does he cast the multitude of potential, Given to him from radiant fruit. Little shelled children yearning to grow, To reach their hands to the holy gates. Some cast onto hardened stone, Sending no roots down to hold, Nor sprouting their being to … Continue reading »
Shape Shifter
We live in a world surrounded by imagination vampires; things or people who suck away our ability to dream, to paint landscapes that defy the laws of physics. This short helps flood color and abstract beauty into those dried, barren, unicornless minds by using supremely creative digital effects which unfold to Scott Fitzgerald stunning narrated … Continue reading »
Meditation
Sit behind the eclipse of breath, Slide down the blinds of sight, Fall through the abyss of noise to the lake of silence. Sink down to the serpent’s lair, Guarded by your pains and attachments. Let go and enter. There lies your coiled soul, Infinite in wisdom, Banisher of lies and hate. Play your finely … Continue reading »
Borat
Elegant gypsy shed me your tears, Let them fall into my bottle, So I can sleep safe tonight. I am the king of my castle, Hidden away from roachy evils, Safe with your gypsy tears. Dollar distractions are only temporary, They waste away when taken. No, not your gypsy tears, They are forever sacred. Continue reading »
