“The perception of life is but a curtain covering the windows of the soul for beneath the eyes we’re all dead inside.” -M

Solid liquid gas

“The weights of arrogance slow you down long before the realization they have stopped you.” -M

All that I love is shit

Moons on the wire

Shadow notes of a song off course

Hand in the clouds

Fourth little piggy

“The leafs of time will fall and perish in their seasons but the tree with roots strong will not lean, and bring them to bud green again.” -M

“A path alone will always lead to that which would have been better shared.” -M

The plight of the wicked wax ignited is to the churning foamed sea mists is but the lover’s dream against the weights of breakage that slab and trap sorrow. -M

The entity of our thought, the soul perspective that us as a common are resident unconquerable above the frail limits of creatures. For all their gait and flight and howl and hiss and fin and glint in

“Forevers are built in a day if the building is every day.” -M

“Relationships are interwoven. Little by little until it becomes unbreakable. Of course though, unbreakable doesn’t always mean indestructible.” -M

“Love unto me a memory into permanence and my soul for you shall dance thence.” -M

In the lush effervescent green I miss the mother winds of autumn that gently cradle the fallen leaves to their sleep. Departed, I seek a return to the crackling amber contrast that so resembles life, that

“When the opposites of community and individual are perfectly balanced there is no strife.” -M

Horror of hatred of the struck lightning from above. The bullet in the barrel is an arrow to my dove. A casket is a corpse wrapped in silk and buried love. Day screams as it’s overtaken by nights’

“Today’s pine cone is tomorrow’s bowling ball, neither of which fits in a envelope.”

“And for ourselves we took….. And for others we sought failures…… And our victories were for nothing…… And yet we were astonished as the whole fractured and collapsed before us………………….” -M