Have you ever just been hit for six? You know, like in cricket... but not in cricket? Like your life force just left your body and went walkabout; like your chin snapped around and right back: knock out. The most ordinary of circumstances, energised with something. That something that really leaves you feeling hit for … Continue reading Getting hit for six.
Sometimes I feel this irresistible urge to write, to just spill pen to page and let my hands do the talking. Inside I feel so many fragmented ideas, emotions and the like, but I am not ready to give birth. My ideas swirl around within me, unformed, unborn. Becoming pregnant is more than a concrete … Continue reading Becoming pregnant.
Familiar face, unfamiliar place; something similar, can't quite put my finger on it. Pupil dilation, licking of the lips: oh, would you like a glass of water? Ease and comfort, a peculiar feeling. It's probably nothing, statistically speaking; the rational mind agrees. And yet, the feeling body, the intuitive sense, it does detect: but what? … Continue reading attaboy.
The rhythm of life, the inhalation and exhalation of all things permeates all. The sun, the moon, and the tides, too; life and death, waking up and then being laid to rest. Relations between us, the intimacy that we share, that we shared. Intimacy; closeness: emotionally, physically, mentally. Intimacy waxes and wanes as if life … Continue reading Intimacy.
Life is restless. We fidget, move and yearn for activity, for stimulation beyond right now... beyond the enveloping sensation of the present moment. There is something to be said about taking the necessary repeatable steps of self-care, introspection, financial stability... However, after that, what else is there? Yes, you may pursue a noble goal and … Continue reading There is nothing beyond what you require; you need not more than is sufficient.
And with courageous bravery the hero steps outside the protective armour; outside the city walls, In a new city, only 10 months ago, and yet I continue to lay my roots. Each connection worth its weight in gold, and yet, I still chose to fold. Cannot be friends, is what she did say; I understood. … Continue reading Changes
I'm feeling the low grade depression; the corona got me unravelling, The future is bleak - economic depression, Socioeconomic suffering hidden from the public eye, It's crazy that the abstract concept of an economy can afflict, So much damage in reality, People out of work - locked up inside, For the best - I guess, … Continue reading 2020 – helluva’ year.
To walk across a lake, to walk on water - one need not be jesus. The frozen lake offers a path for all willing to dare, those who are willing to step onto the ice freshly laid bare. An exciting journey no doubt, for who love not skating about? Cheap thrills borne of uncertain steps; … Continue reading The Frozen Lake
Mystery, alluring - ignorant to reality, Fantasy coursing through my veins, A dopamanergic oxytocinergic cocktail - Song stuck in my head - get outta my head, Idealistic & probably not realistic, The unknown - cannot figure out, Inquiry, disequilibrated state - constructivist; Need to amend my conceptual model, Just one taste, just a little - … Continue reading Mystery
Man stands on the shoulders of giants but in the shadows of gods, Gods who blow the burn the houses we build and yet, we lay brick atop crust and we trust, Insignificant in comparsion can we ever conquer the elements? Compressed carbon and coal, ignite and set alight Rest in peace mother earth we … Continue reading Mother Earth, we loved you.