Category Archives: Chrysalis
Not All Who Wander Are Lost
The Wanderer by U2 (starring Johnny Cash) I went out walking Through streets paved with gold Lifted some stones Saw the skin and bones Of a city without a soul I went out walking Under an atomic sky Where the … Continue reading
Out of the Chrysalis
So spake the wise man in his mind, where he sat apart in counsel. Good is he who keeps his faith, And a warrior must never speak his grief of his breast too quickly, unless he already knows the remedy- … Continue reading
Filed under Chrysalis, Lit by Lightning, Poetry
When the Sun Comes up Tomorrow
Who is this that dares accuse one of My chosen ones? Let him come before My Court, and present his case with the competence of dust, the understanding of ashes! Tell me, man of the world, Are you higher than … Continue reading
Filed under Book of Pstorms, Chrysalis, Throwing Thunderbolts
Pstorm 153
Disconnection connects– for without noise, one can listen for the most important Voice.
Filed under Book of Pstorms, Chrysalis
To the Moon…Sort of
Friend. ”Did you know there is more computing power in an i-Phone than there was in the Apollo missions to the Moon?” NorEaster. ”But an i-Phone can’t take you to the Moon.” Less is more.
Filed under Book of Pstorms, Chrysalis
Pstorm 152
Honest sinners make better friends than false saints– who shoot the wounded.
Filed under Book of Pstorms, Chrysalis
Pstorm 151
Safer am I among the unforgiven than I am among the unforgiving.
Filed under Book of Pstorms, Chrysalis
Pstorm 150
O Lord, the fires of my youth have become a burning anguish at my age. Revive my soul. Renew my strength. Grant me the conviction to seek You with sincerity. Though I am poor, make me rich in faith. And … Continue reading
Filed under Book of Pstorms, Chrysalis
Pstorm 149
Fanaticism forsakes identity. And self- righteousness consumes the self.
Filed under Book of Pstorms, Chrysalis
Pstorm 148
Better a question in the light than an answer in the darkness.
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Pstorm 147
I see the daylight ending. I see the darkness spreading. I see faith fading fast. And few enduring… …to the last.
Filed under Book of Pstorms, Chrysalis
Pstorm 146
I have been through the fire before. And I have the burns on my broken heart to prove it. And time and time again, the Refiner turns up the heat. Though never have the flames scorched so much as in the … Continue reading
Filed under Book of Pstorms, Chrysalis
Utopia(s)?
grape by grape he eats and each and every is his bottle after bottle he empties and each and every is him
the Fate of Venus
she’s outside and scraping the windshield of her green station wagon with crayons and coloring books in the back
Descension
an amber angel glowing growing in ocean night definitive devil sowing knowing not insight but lying dying in dawn light
