My Writings

The Innkeeper

My eyes, at the foot of the great mountain, shot an arrow into the heights where its peaks disappear into fine mist. And longed to climb them. Unencumbered by the heaviness of the dream, not yet, I began the march upward, and the distance – made small by my young perception, appeared tame and docile. […]

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Ice

To live embraced by warmth is wealth. I am rich. I have hot water for a bath. But its luxury feels distant and unfamiliar, still. I am a human being, the cold is closer to me. I know it better than warmth. We have spent countless years together. Cold fingers, cold hearts, cold lives. They […]

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The Holding of the Breath

Holding my breath, as if something is about to happen. Listening intently in the quiet. I dreamt of something terrible, then sat down thinking – to describe it, only one word comes to mind: defilement. Of my world, by something, or someone. A word of warning, a reminder to remain vigilant. Now to thoroughly examine […]

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No Return

Staring at my Shadow, as if staring, eyes naked, at the sun – a star wrapped in deep dark. In a moment, all hypocrisy subsides, all duplicity. Yes. Indeed you and me are one. Those eyes seem familiar, a face that I have seen before, somewhere. Heads or tails? It doesn’t matter, as long as […]

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The Bull

There is no more fear, no more passion. Only ice. Light and gentle, ice from the frozen void of my birth. That same, familiar warmth, the blazing sun of truth, melting the thin layer that used to cover my eyes, as if a spell was suddenly shattered like glass by a war hammer. Above it […]

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The Watershed

I have lost all senses in my fist, it is clenched so tightly that I cannot open my hand. Good. May it hold you there and never let go, so I can keep you close to my heart, always. Let something good become of those hands, they have engaged in insult enough. Holding you is […]

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Nauthiz

Depraved. Just a walking corpse. I must rise from the dirt womb, by my own strength, heart shining like a sun. There are ugly voices in my head. When I silence them, when I learn to look forward, and to see, in full gratitude, I will finally be able to hear you. That road I […]

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A Waking Dreamer

Send the southern wind. I am not ashamed to say that I relish it. And your other gifts. What am I to do upon realizing myself in the material world? To lie down with an empty stomach and die? I seek the blessed state of not wanting, supreme satisfaction. To want nothing is to lack […]

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Vinegar to Wine

Once again I tried to turn myself from Vinegar to Wine – young wine, allowing you to truly taste the bouquet of flavors, but I failed. Perhaps I must first become Water. Then to grow the grapes. To know thirst unquenchable, and to raise a toast. Perhaps then, I might become what I long to […]

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The Sovereign

The Sovereign Breathing in and out in song, lungs burning, set alight by the power of Your names. Bewitched. In this life, as in a time beyond remembrance, led forward by the son of Vasudeva and seduced by the black goddess of Dakshineshwar. I asked, make me a solemn sovereign over myself, and only myself. […]