The waters edge was more lenient. He remembered watching on from the banks as long shadows cast nets against the early sun. Barely was the light free from its hiding had the men liberated their vessels from the shores and taken to the open water. He remembers hearing the merriment dancing up to the shore, carried … Continue reading Gone Fishing
When the sky is all raindrops and fire, I promise to stand with you.
I was challenged by my notion of passion. The thought caught me at an important part of my day, the moment when my alarm wakes me up for the first time. It's always the same, I feel a heaviness in my body, my eyes timidly sip in the light, and I'm met by … Continue reading Wake Up Call.
It's all well and good writing all day, I love it. Spending hour after hour picking apart and piecing together these word pictures. If I could, I would live inside these patiently woven word capsules and never catch sight of day. Words tend to take me places, crazy places where mystery meets magic and the … Continue reading Passing Time
There is so much gold inside your longing to be you, this is the most precious intent. No heavy cloaks of foul feelings can dim a diamond cut by the goodness you feed your mind. The mind, so precious an instrument, when seeded with love will yield abundance. Make the mistake of welcoming thoughts with … Continue reading Gold-Mind
Sometimes its easy, sometimes its hard, but making the decision is key. There are a thousand tributaries rooted in every second, every moment presents an option to reshape the course of the river. This body of time has life and a mind of its own, it keeps coursing, swallowing the world in its fluid steps. … Continue reading Choice
Today I left my house with a roughly folded note tucked into my jacket pocket. I'm the kind of person who enjoys writing lists. So this morning, just before I put on my shoes to leave the house, I made a list. I decided to list the things I thought were important to remember and … Continue reading The List.
"we are nothing more than enemies!" the man in the mirror elates, he hates when I mumble all my musings in front of his face. Hates when I step into the world instead of him, instead of king, he says I play pawn, squandering my limbs. Haunting my inner monologue, hiding in snide soliloquies, tied … Continue reading Man In The Mirror
"Follow your heart they say, Use your head they say. Adding no direction the blind spiral, only in an attempt to sound like they helped!" My mind and my heart love to play games, they indulge in a pentathlon of give and takes. On the looping itinerary I see the classics, tug of war, hide … Continue reading Notes from Paranoia: Trust!!
I'd like to open with the following statement The views and opinions expressed by "paranoia" do not represent the values of this page It had to be said, it had to be done. The flamboyant thoughts that occasionally colour my otherwise rational mind aren't anywhere close to taking over my logic, at least not by … Continue reading Notes from Paranoia: introduction