Universe

  • The Enlightenment of Sun and Moon

    Moon wandered along the river bank, picking up stars and tossing them into the current as it whooshed by. She had sat a long time by the river. Thinking about thinking, which she knew was a very silly thing to… Continue reading

  • The Midnight Train, and All The Possible Now Moments

    I am reading the Midnight Train, by Matt Haig and it is mind bending in the best possible way. Of course, there is a sweet little love story, which…well, I cannot resist the loveliness of that. But there are also… Continue reading

  • Freud

    I’m about to sit down and snuggle with one of my Christmas presents. It is a book by Sigmund Freud called ‘The Interpretation of Dreams.’ I’d imagine it will hand me another key to my perception of reality, which I’m… Continue reading

  • Stolen

    The internet has stolen my words. They were here, tied with a little bow, tagged: ‘Brooke’s heart’; now they’re gone, the internet stole them. Snuffed them out, like a candle, with ease. The internet has been down all day, so… Continue reading

  • Energy

    Energy speaks truer than words. Continue reading

  • Heart Broken

    My skin is peeled, once more, and I am flesh on open bone. Why is it that darkness must be, in order for light to be known? Why is loss needed to highlight the beauty of having had? Why is… Continue reading

  • A Poet

    Of all the labels I reject ‘a poet’ is the one golden cage ringing true to my soul. It holds my heart, this stamp that tells me- not who I am, but what I do in the world and how… Continue reading

  • Asking Questions

    It is not the darkness of others I fear. It is my own crimson need to mould the world into a shape that cannot possibly exist, or remain. Perfection is rigid, solid, stiff. Life is the ever flowing river of… Continue reading

  • The Path Of The Righteous

    How hard we strive to maintain the path of the righteous. And yet someone, somewhere aches on the flip side of right. So, what is right? There is only bitter sweet existence. Continue reading

  • The Sun, The Moon, The Mind

    There is no day. There is the rise and fall of the sun. There is the opening and closing of eyes. But there is no day. Only a rolling eternity split by the sun and the moon, and the mind. Continue reading