These are
poetic experiments.
Man's quest for
the poetic element
never ceases.
He is always
caught in
the eye of awe.
He does not
make the rules now.
The rules change
depending on
the emotion
that time
and space feed him.
He must see
everything with his
wide eyes gaping.
The beginning of
poetry too,
like philosophy
is wonder.
Look and
see.
Do not stop
wondering You
are the poet.
And
everything is poetry.
Wonder.
Wander.
Monday, October 28, 2013
EVERYTHING IS RELATIVE
I am late for mass today since the priest started too early
beside me is a fat man so i am thin
i am far from the altar so i am small
the church is so silent and so my own silence sounds like noise than it seems to be.
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