Marks on my thoughts, accents of introspection; Acute I find my observation. Grave deep the world; circumflexion breeds my circumspec…

When the steely strings gets picke… the dark desert highway is life pa… I’m sure not bound for Californ-i… no doubt, no turnpike –cool breeze… This place we call life is the shi…

To yearn for love is not a rarity but every man’s inevitability; craving satisfaction for our unbroken hearts - affirmation of existence

One land - many maps each map - many roads every road - two directions One God - many faiths each faith - many sects

I spoke two thousand years ago, wh… but much I said was misconstrued,… As Son of Man I said before, I a… I the ransom for the many ~ Throu… My Father’s house has many mansio…

This life holds such Dichotomy a random fixed contrarity Resigned I strive, still lost I f… a peaceful conflict of the mind. Superlative mediocrity

Gnostic indications of a deeper tr… in every fractal facet of existenc… Paradoxic’ spill of light, beyond… —a spark within the fire of One om… Effulgent sunrise deep within the…

There is a thread of gold that binds the ancient tomes ~ a filament rare, ne’er to be found ~ lest this first be known; Though some men may read all,

Hush foolish pre-emptor who steals… Still that feeble flitting one wit… Dark distractor - lover of meaning… With deep solemnity let go of I,… In that space you thought was you…

A sophic bridge of signs to worlds beyond the magical, long taken as mundane by the disregarding masses. Obscure and yet discerned

If I was an Afghan, whatever would I do? Bullets flying everywhere I wouldn’t have a clue! -

A bigot blind will never see, we are all as John Donne’s flea since Adam claimed mortality, who knows what hues in history flowed in darker veins than thee,

Life began a caper - made me captain, seemed capricious turned captious, capped me in

words, however inadequate, are the best hope we have of connecting with others... so let’s choose carefully which to use - and I ain’t talking poetry!!