I see how fate
molds into...
A Wise Man
A kid walked up to the wise man...
Thus said Hallaj to God:
These are thy children who are gathered here for...
She puts the knife on the lamb’s throat
but seeing the innocent lamb in the eyes...
If you kill the messenger
The message forever...
There is just personal death
and collective continuum...
I once stuck a stick into the ground
And hoped that it would grow...
Why ever should a just man suffocate
in the ocean of such unjust...
when
stars fall whispering in our ears...
Spring left me like that Summer breeze
now...
The days became for Christina endless preparation...
--christna brickley, The Lady and the Samurai...
So here we are in this endless snow globe
Round and round we are shaken stared at like an...