One that you are

“I am”, does it echo in your head“I am this”You just need to remember, who you areWho you really areYou are already enlightened, they sayThey must know itThey rememberedThey finally got it Echoes and more echoesYou remember voicesNames, they gave youStories, they told youAbout places you’ve beenAnd past life experiencesOrigin in the StarsYou have purposeYour… Continue reading One that you are

Off\me

When you think of meI am a thoughtSometimes a feeling, that comes as a thoughtSometimes a thought, that comes as a feeling. I am not that.This image, created, done. I am not the words, the names that have been learned, written, imprinted, carved.Words that draw your image, your map of reality,of someone’s and something’s and… Continue reading Off\me

Chasing Phantoms

The gaze follows a shadow, in diverse gray. It leads into a blurred memory, a presumed origin of existence. Long ago, the shadow was given a name. A name, full of expectation for an imaginary future. For an idea to manifest in flesh and blood. This idea, this name, this expectation became personality, identity. Identity… Continue reading Chasing Phantoms