feeling empty, not a bad empty
a just washed coffee cup kinda empty
kinda content with it all
not wanting anything at all
knowing that can change with
with wind and whim and happenstance
and be fully filled again with
angst or bliss or something
in between
at this present right now
of this very moment
empty works just fine...
September 2025
The Society for Esoteric Concerns
on this blank page
this electronic easel
pulsating empty, white, pixels
there is potential for me
to almost write a reddish sun
like you painted on your wall
a redder son rising, or setting,
photoed over this blue salty sea
a brownish muddy river
or our unsalted lake
but...
i could write and write
and never match
your singing while
driving us to...
i can't remember where
it never mattered after
hearing your song
the sun of your heart and soul
warming the whole world
september 2025
huseyni haunting and
huseyni uplifting
so beautifully focusing
the mysteries of life
the dichotomies
the very complications
that forge joy and sorrow
into this thing, this life,
we are, each one of us,
trying to navigate and
make whatever sense of
we can
this thing
this music
this peşrev
this enchanting peşrev
from the root of your being
from your byzantine dna
whispers loudly
to my soul
august 22, 2025
best read to this sound track
it's complicated
you said and sighed.
you're telling me
i thought and sighed
it's life though
the complexities
the divine comedy
of navigating
the hormonal seas
and synaptic byways
foraging for tender moments
enchanted by the
attractive promise
of swelling hope
and yet, in the end,
mystified by...
well, most of it.
i missed you
before we ever met
and then somehow
i missed you even more
not worse, not more intense
not even unbearable
if it ever was
missing you in some
"we may not see each other..."
again ever
or maybe just today
but always in our dreams
'tis but a leftover longing
from another eonic,
we just started walking
on two legs, place
totally on some other plane
some age old genetic rooted pang
of a deep connection and bond
in another consciousness
threaded across
many lifetimes
disappear my love...
go on your travels
aspirations and dreams
desires, wants, and needs
what we think we want
what we yearn for
sometimes...
based on what we do
with feverish intent
or by miraculous chance
we get what we want
dreams come true
kinda...
as morphed dreams
lesser than visions
and plan b-ish versions
unlike the movies
not an ansel adams
but more a good sketch
evident of some divine hand
revealing...
deeper life lessons
forever forging a path
of some unmapped road
a progression to
what...
the next transition
july 18, 2025
The Center for Reincarnation Studies
