The bard, the muse, the low versif… each the times bemoan; stressed by compassion’s grasp, ingrained word sown life disowns; individualist rare, previews minds…

Timid so, time’s ides approach; thought, drains an ever empty mind… morning’s yawn, an hour’s drive; destination’s loss, is vision ques… rising in life’s misting mores;

Coordinates describe this configur… these being an element of the spac… Go figure! This space differs a b… some wiggling theory! Is the confi… of positions or fields; depends on…

The movement, of all that there is… the Earth’s atmosphere is nearly t… nearly all there is; almost everyw… What is up, with it? This, in the… This movement bourne, of design an…

Alone in a life on a vast prairie home under the torch of a full moons curtain of light

Seems absurd, or so absurd this se… to read between such seams seeming… photo graph or mega craft or a dra… and make sure it is room temperatu… as there is a difference between c…

Day’s hours pass to weeks, months,… converting sense, from truths to i… wickedness fains as evil yeas, widespread life spoils, death’s st… established thought succumbs to fe…

The sands of time, are endlessly deep and eternally w… a void lost of mind, to all thought, of life ending lig… shifting forever over all,

One’s mind, one’s self, one’s secr… across thought’s wilderness, in pr… through dangers ire and hazard’s m… on toward the future’s clearing ch… One’s mind, once suppressed and dr…

amerika, amerika, how you falter, how you run; remember running on the graves, of all your daughters and sons; turn away, you seek no cause,

The waning world yet slowly turns, around it’s blazing sun it sorely… nation’s whim, turned alee again, weakness trends, as wonting strife… moment tossed in each mind’s torme…

“…in a nationally televised speech, Dwight D. Eisenhower addresses the American people for the last time as president. Expressing ideas that seem prophetic in retrospect, Eisenhower off...

Thinking’s challenge is to weigh, all of one’s life substance; quandary thus, illogical fuss, which blinds the mind’s acutance; adscititiously into thoughts bleed…

scream out your wanting, lips for a taste teasing and taunting no need for haste moon light’s reflection

Why practice; anything at all? is it due to the teachings that we… however, clearly these fell into d… What is good about cold beer? the chill, the refreshe, just beca…