Scarecrow

They’re going to kill me she said, And she didn’t mean the scarecrows. She told me all about it as we sat discussing, Her pain, Her strife, Her woes. She told me of her heart and its icy metal core, Spoke of how she wished she had the strength to let it thaw. And as…

The Masks We Give Ourselves

The philosophy that in life we have two options – Sink or Swim – seems to me to the self righteous judgement that achievement is better than failure. Yet failure teaches us to learn from the process, so that if we are ever faced with similar hardships we are better prepared. There seems to be…

All That We Can Share

The connections that we weave between ourselves and others can never be broken; they may twist and warp with distance and time, however we remain forever tied to those we have interacted on any level with. It does not matter if that interaction was a simple smile or an intimate conversation. We carry fragments of…

Through Lens of Our Universe

I think at some point in all our lives we have had to traipse through the fire of our own psyche, avoiding the flickering flames which lash out at us; these flames having been born through self-creating cycles of unhealthy thoughts. Once we’ve walked through the heat, watching the flames grow fiercer and fiercer we…

Prose: Passing into the Abyss {testing excerpts}

So I’m thinking of writing a book based upon the concept of death and the mysteries and experiences that surround it. Using the foundation of my philosophical writings I am trying to depict the journey of a man who passes over. Here’s what I have so far: (criticisms, advice and comments would be much appreciated)…

The Paradox of Human Suffering

It’s in times of suffering that we as human beings have been trained to believe that the option is one of cutting ourselves off and becoming hurtful to others. The narcissistic nature of society forces those within it to believe that when they are hurting their vulnerability is a personal weakness and thus they should…