the rain scented amber the never before or after fragile moonbeams tousle.. a galaxy of mist in suspension neurons cosmic filaments scintillate on closed eyelids open.. prairies of soul align to the mind of light solace free a peace so timeless brimless silence priceless ..read more

i was watering the air-purifying plant it sits atop the dusted turntable and overlooks the front window.. outside.. the most delicate rain drifted and drifted slanting in sheerness ever enfolding in floating sigh sidling the towed land-locked air visible etherifying the earth parallel the lifting lake limpid kites entwining braided sentient landing lights teemed the air intrepid emulsifying gravity streams a moistened kiss and a torch-lit exit.. in the painterly agentic glow-wormed gloom sat a parked car near the t-junction the driver sidelong half face visible dappled in sheen a silk-screen ..read more

  i am walking my penguin walking my penguin for a few furlongs walking my penguin no madam that is not a euphemism not a euphemism for anything anything at all.. my penguin requires a little decent gentle exercise so taking my penguin for walkies is great and he is unable to lift weights you ask why well because my particular penguin has flippers you try lifting dumbbells with flippers not recommended.. besides that and perhaps because he has put on a little weight his portly gait means his back is bent out of shape somewhere down there his vintage blubber is stoically marinating.. wh ..read more

  inexorable sold as inevitable how execrable ..read more

  tomorrow the weather will be a little milder than today particularly in the southeast there could be a little more nuisance rain on the way christmas will be green ..read more

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even when all else fails i will distract myself and fish for wishes to live the reawakened dream or two and flourish despite my near misses.. even when all else fails i can be by simply being and by not only looking but really seeing as part of being the i-am i be-do-be.. even when all else fails i will make progress by being my kindest help others safely guide through waters darkest the inner light pure shall never blind us.. even when all else fails i will still not give in to fear respond not react i can still ask and offer help reach out raise up receive and reconnect to forgive is to ..read more

  that quickly snapped photo the poignancy of the memento the precious one thriving there there.. here and where.. that quickly snapped photo no artfully applied brushstrokes no purposeful artistic appraisal no inspired portraiture delicate resplendent with rich primary colours deftly layered with subtle shades pastel no easel required for this unframed nail.. and yet each pixel transforms confounded somehow suffused supernaturally with breath and life savoured so all the artifacts ambushed with flash the washed-out shades and textures harshened even the shadows that become off-set out ..read more

  empathy and love light living outward and inward painful/ exquisite the air perfumed swells to the almost infinite.. the pollination one rescue breath the deepest ocean.. empathy and love in absence the universe hollowed expands swallows itself whole broken boulders and sand granulated glass empires rule the grandest mercury-rippling thrones nurtured tenderly by the abandoned gardeners frozen.. stinging cacti for the parched an abrasive polish for mirrors distorting empathy and love cast adrift and let loose on these parts that would really be something ..read more

the broken sun sets the lens peers through our cracked windows and though so afar the breaking second star stirs alarmed flares spin and arc the coronas electrical sentient salmon urgently send and receive signals.. goddesses hold the plasma realm torch more than binary star emissaries our worst betters dare not tell shifting effortlessly through pre-packaged gears of lies would you like to get medieval you held your tongues all this time though offering clues and throughlines of symbols and alignments and signs is it only when it is almost too late then your time/ our time.. chariots plane ..read more