Category «scribblings»

spinning

She spin dark brown clay, forming body and mind into soul She spin her child into bird and lion and dolphin and mermaid She then place clay inside her womb and fire it into human, mixed with everything Earth and sky, gift wrapped in gold and silver glittered orange box and purple satin ribbons She …

freedom bound

Black unpolished marble doors too heavy to swing open. Locked inside dark moments that seek escape from Earthly prisons. We are not free. Black slick walls, wet from raging rivers seeping in. They enter me, finding the lonely dark spaces. Slipping through rocks and secrets. I am not free. Black words write themselves on onyx …

finding the exit from the cave

When I look at this culture, I am reminded of The Allegory of the Cave by Plato, written over 2,000 years ago. It is a haunting reminder that our civilization has not changed at all beyond increased technological creations. All else remains the same socially and, dare I say this without being hung, intellectually and …

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