A Man, unified within Himself,

existing in harmony with all living things.

This is the true, yet seldom claimed, birthright of Humanity.

-White Feather


Bearing Sunrise

Again, the circadian oscillation

rounds to blazing rays,

Again, body and mind

wake overfull of a pain

defying explanation, or remembrance,

Again, consciousness concludes it

imagination, errant nerve impulse

wounds dreamt of, yet never borne,

Again, wisdom raises voice,

counselling that wound causality

is dual, as much the result of inaction

as of wrong action,

Escaping such pain is the dream,

lacking the omniscience

to make no errs,

Living perfectly lies outside

human nature,

our purpose not to deny, lament our pains,

rather to learn from them,

Each sunrise,

brightened with unbound opportunity,

tasks each with bearing the joy,

of infinite possibility.







Fibonacci knew

Where begins a circle?

where lies it’s end?

Absolutes these,

their arbitrary placement

in time and space

reveals something of the mind

conceiving their location,

reflecting nothing

of their nature.

Each intellect in agreement

with their plotted point,

equally enslaved to

a conjured reality,

Nothing ends

nothing begins,

everything becoming

what it will be,

for a moment only.