Today I weighed in Much as a beached whale might. Full nineteen as a stone, Not in the least As The Neolithic, Or a Druid. I and bone, I am not young and sinue. I tread a withered weathered path. Heavy handed and with tongue. Today I weighed on scales Today I changed. Christopher Thompson … Continue reading Nineteen Stones.
Life in it's busy and rich route defies free will.Thus there is little to challenge timeAnd all that time envelopes.There are those of us who are heat proof,Others of us destined for doom.All of us however are to be detained Until the final event.None pick their way.Not one in life.Determination is after the fact, everything.And … Continue reading Routes detention, determination events.
I am 64 steps closer To that closing door. I draw nearer by the hour.
Revisit. If the first thought was of love The second must be of obsession. There is no getting rid No good riddance of these feelings. Liking or loving or contentment, Neither is harmful, Yet. You are not alone, But the question is begging are you? Love needs to be reciprocal. You are living your feelings … Continue reading In Anamnesis (because this time will never leave you)
We Came here to Groove you ©2019 Christopher ThompsonFrom the "All Machines Stop" ©2019 Christopher Thompson
Of all matters that are human, The substance of living Is resident. Not too sure? Look into your heart. If you find someone Who is not you, You are alive. There is the hidden figure of life. Within your shell, Inhabits the source of love. That source is you. ©️2019 Christopher Thompson All rights reserved.
That I know not From where this soul originated, Being neither apostle or acolyte, I concede a doubt. This is not quite as unbelievable As deepening thought might explain. I converse the altar and the wound, The flesh and spirit. At the heart of deduced belief Is reason, not reasoning. When this occurs, Then the … Continue reading Pn On or Om?