Tag: shame

it’s a shame

sometimes i feel intensely weak and ashamed of not having lived more of a traditional, or socially acceptable life….


these dying times

we cling on to the old hurt stories because to let them go would mean the death of those same stories… and we fear death, in general. or, we fear the unknown….


lost

i could have lost myself in you willingly but life doesn’t obey lines and schedules nevermind all our whims and wants paths diverge and wander as our highest asking is always guiding silently plotting to maintain beneficence to the many; not disregarding the one, floundering frustrated bitterly alone but orchestrating in transcendent tones the instrumentation…