A Zen existence, anonymous, like a life without mirrors, knowing that all sounds are distractions from source and distortions of sorts.
Read MoreShe exists underneath all seemingly solid and rigid structures. Galvanised and calcified by meanness, coldness and the hard edges of a heartless world.
Read MoreI’ve moved from emotional sponge to being a mirror,
so that you can SEE what’s yours, much clearer.
I’m now reflecting not absorbing, what’s held in your soul
Instead of being the vessel for your endless black holes…
Read MoreInstead we are taught we must
Sell the sacred to survive
Burn the air, land, and waters
And all that's alive…
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