the inexorable nature of life.

The fact that one is living It - even without awareness or verve. That it precedes us and extends infinitely beyond us.

That it is an existence context into which we are made conscious without obvious choice to come and go (excepting the seeming choice to leave via suicide)

astounds. the metaphysical, intangible and very real nature of what we necessarily inherit and pass through.

But, we do not simply pass. Does it pass through us? Continually, until flesh and its faculties fall away. And even then, It continues to pass. Through other consciousness media. 

mmm

it is a dreary morning 

yet a bird chirps or trills every 3 to 10 seconds 

people are audibly rousing and i have eyes heavy-lidded, belly potently tea full. berobed and awestruck in contemplation

  September 14, 2014 at 11:45am

i might

have made a mistake and got drunk and…

made a mistake

#fuck  
  September 13, 2014 at 01:18pm

(via claudehomonet)

I THINK ABOUT MY FATHER A LOT THESE DAYS

shit shit shit shit shit what does that mean

#filial  #growth  
  September 12, 2014 at 12:48pm

i feel so blessed for the space i create every morning