The Metaplane

(unknown artist)

Alone. Here I die and live, in a makebelieve shift Windy noises scrape the walls, Beasts of yesterday come crawling on the floors Into my sa...

Northern Lights.

Thank you. I just want to thank my mom, my sister, and my brother-in-law for always being for there for me when I hit the skids. You three, ...

Sheol. Have you ever been too scared to moved? Your heart completely stops, your breathing gets shallow, you feel a sickening tingle shoot u...

Come to Me. (Björk) Come to me, I'll take care of you. Protect you, Calm, calm down. You're exhausted, Come lay down. You don't ...

all cats are grey. (robert smith) i never thought that i would find myself in bed amongst the stones the columns are all men begging to crus...

Something that's been bugging me for awhile now. Why are dimes so small? Shouldn't they be between quarters and nickels in size? Tha...

Silver money. For you, in your spirit, I spend my time searching For silver money, rejecting the spirits of copper and zinc And the cotton p...

Cloud Watching. I spend my days dreaming under towering skies and sometimes, a pile of puffy clouds will drift by. Nothing seems safe anymor...

N&J. Look at all the lovers walking hand in hand Isn't it grand! Isn't it sad... All the sweet young shoots get had By the swagg...

For someone special. I want to take care of you, make sure nobody hurts you. Be strong for you when everyone else deserts you. Give you the ...

The Choice. You can surround yourself with ugly cans, burnt-out flatlined craziness. Old cars, cigarette smoke, and roads to nowhere. Or you...

"Silence is the language of God." -Swami Sivananda

"As the wise test the purity of gold by burning, cutting and examining it by means of a piece of touchstone, so should you accept my wo...

Time Jesum Transeuntum Et Non Riverentum. We were called to the forest, and we went down. A wind blew warm and eloquent. We were searching f...

The Same Deep Water As You. kiss me goodbye pushing out before i sleep can't you see i try? swimming the same deep water as you is hard ...

Original painting by François Boucher

Untitled. We are flames that pour out of the earth I can almost feel the cold water of that lake Lapping against my toes Out of some ancient...

Untitled. I'm afraid of the sky It's so big There is so much empty blue for all my empty dreams to fill in At night it turns into no...

Yes, I can be hurt. It hurts me to hear people say rude, untrue things. Accuse me of arrogance. Accuse me of elitism. I can't control ot...

King of Tyre.

Untitled. At all hours of the night I can feel some beautiful spirit move through me like a desert wind Because I like to feel dry, and tigh...