It’s time that we had a reasonable discussion about the way we perceive information, about our reality perspective. There are a lot of people, myself included, that are missing the forest for the trees.
I don’t claim to be an academic and I admit I’m not current with regard to new trends in philosophy, sociology, or psychology. Hence, my apologies to the intellectual community should I be saying something that is patently obvious and known.
Continue reading “Life from the meta-perspective”
Though well-intentioned, Love should stand aloof.
In passing moments fragile, hearts may bloom
And die, as seconds crack and clocks toll doom:
The glare of Fate is cold and holds reproof.
Continue reading “Sonnet on a pedestal”
I found a bird with broken wing,
it could not fly, nor would it sing.
Its eyes seemed full of strong appeal
to come with me that it might heal.
Continue reading “My lovers”
The box is smaller now,
My arms squeezed out through cracks,
my legs doubled, pulling my spine taut.
My chin burrows into my chest, elbows dig into my side
while all around the sides of the box press closer.
Continue reading “Boxes”