More Home Than Reality

My thoughts,Meandering as they seem,Wander with a purpose.They flick through shadows dark,Fly through forests deep-Gentle in their motions,Settling as if they never were.They dance through day and night,Hunting for a place to rest,A spot to sink in,Wandering far from where they started.Eventually they find their place,Intrusive and novel as it may be,It feels more like … Continue reading More Home Than Reality

Neverending Sea of Color

Stars twinkle like gems in a neverending sea of colors. Each star is different in shape and size, some further from this earthly plane; while others feel as if you could reach out and graze their light. But all exist in the neverending sea of color. From this earthly vantage we reach out and trace … Continue reading Neverending Sea of Color

The World is no More Than the Reality We Choose for it to Be

"In a world of Talkers be a Thinker." The reason I read is because I can insert myself into a world completely different from my own. Abstract and interesting. Where things make sense and everything ultimately has a solution. In the real world things take time. In books they can be solved in a matter … Continue reading The World is no More Than the Reality We Choose for it to Be