Spinning before me were sights never seen or told, but low and behold the lights caught what I could not. Was this trickery or some sort of terrible dream, my consciousness could not decide. To my surprise, when all was thought to be lost or free, the mind escaped to that marvelous place of utter […]
August 24, 2014
Walking upon the withered and reaching limbs of time, the realization of pressure was unmistakable, why must the image of how we see be any measure of what one entity could be? I say no. To be seen in just one person’s eyes is pure madness. For I know myself, and though I know who […]
August 23, 2014
As though the skylight ripples across the silken screening of your understanding on reality and meaning, like the darkness grips the void of what lays beyond…I say nothing, for what is greater than breathing? All the while my heart keeps beating, only several times in seizing, but never once stop in thinking, that I ever […]
March 22, 2014
Written by The Old Prince + The land stretched before, like an unquenched lover filled with fortune and gold to discover. Was it beyond a seamless shore? Could it be something more than understanding, or even a thing? We hopefully see past what we can achieve, even in our temporary dreams. The land is far […]
February 17, 2014
This piece is something I posted for the ArtHop in Fresno three months ago at Broadway Studios. It was purchased by Norberto Ramirez, my good brother/artist/friend/collaborator. (www.norbertoramirez.com)…regardless of the late arrival I hope you enjoy it. _ There he was upon the mountain, when the knowledge came down. The valley stretched forth and […]
January 31, 2014
I’ve been neglecting this little marvelous thing. The return of words will be back very shortly in but some days. I have lots of writing that has been tremendously created through obstacles and the glorious winds of life. I do so hope you will take the continuing journey of my honest, utter passion. Patience […]
March 27, 2012
Well, its been quite a long time since I put something on here. Forgetting my password more than a few times, seeing the teeming pile of “blogsphere” people, and being daunted (and incredibly choosy) with what I would put up. Of course, I’m still writing. But being (a lot) more quite with […]
February 22, 2011
“For all these songs speak of love. But they all sound the same. One for hate. One for loss. One for passion. And the names go on. Then will we tire of words? Or better yet, our emotions?” I like songs that have good choruses. But if it doesn’t…or has a pointless succession of words […]
January 12, 2011
The world is an endless barrage. Showing that our time should be within the consuming desire to have, to cling to things that makes us more human. When everyone knows that all we have is this minute. But that’s a terrible idea. We couldn’t possibly be withholding from ourselves… could we? Spreading the idea […]
August 26, 2010
The man was bitter. All the years of these wars and damaged battles has taken its toll. Another morning outside a coffeehouse, just another newspaper. As he glances heavily at “hippies” and soft hearted people, he doesn’t want to know them. Much rather, he wants to be left alone. With his paper and etched on […]
August 24, 2014
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