“Household Maestro” Bing, bang Ting, tang. I make my music from household things.   Cling, clang Sip, slurp I could make my music all day long.   Wham, bam Tick, click Even I’m getting annoyed from it.

This is what you will NOT do— Do not yell. Do not hit walls. Do not throw metal chairs. I do not care what you think is bullshit. Take one more step, friend. Fuck around and find out.

Mercy –Show Mercy from Within   Mercy, let it flow from you Let it flow from within Deal mercifully with me, and with you – Indeed, with them, and with us   Forget not goodness and tender mercy Do you know any that couldn’t use…

It’s not day and it’s not night, Neither evening nor morning light, Its 4 am and I am alive. Alive like before, before my heart was broken, When sometimes I smile, sometimes I cry, but all those times, I feel Alive.  Today, I am not…

Abandoned notebook for safe place in basement Tornado warning

if i could live in these veins, holding this being in the palm of my hand held over my heart in longing to breathe you back into life in the sun in the field under the sky blue like the cleansing of my want to…

The music plays softly in my room As I sit swaying in the dark Eyes looking out the window Contentment in my soul A smile on my face Perfect sunrise Finally I feel Calm ~thryaksha

Luminous moon heralds coming change. I will welcome and embrace it even if the change feels strange. My life is a bounty; I cherish it all. Strawberry moon. Super moon. Hear my call.

ideas as formless as the hum of the air conditioner – I have it on all the time. A permanent machine fixture of background lifeless ideas as formless but without the malice of politics – and more coherent – political rally on youtube – sounds…

If you let an ant in through one end of a conch shell, it will come out at the ocean through the other, bloodied, muddy, streaks of sand in its eyebrows On this piece of silk, they wander a little, walking with more or less…