FROM THE FOOTNOTES2PLATO ARCHIVE

Category: poetry

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  • The short story of a sophianic moonlight friend.

    There is one who kneels me, who pulls me to the Sky beneath the Earth. Around her, my heart is heavy with the gravity of love. Love, like a wound…

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  • Hearing the Earth

    Eternity is easy. God is self-evidently so. You are God. Who else could you be? And so, as Krishna said,you were never born, and you are already dead. But then…

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  • The Whole of Life

    For all we who still pass our days on earth left behind by those now beyond us. The world not only is, but is for we who care, and we…

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  • Before the Body Knows It’s Gone

    The last breath of a once living time moves the whole of heaven to mourning, while the days of earth grow shorter to keep the Soul of the World turning.…

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  • God is a Word

    God is a word laughed at by many, worshiped in fear by others, and understood by just a few. You may find this a presumptive thing to say, but save…

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  • People, People Everywhere

    People, people everywhere, Wake up and look around. Where are we, as people, Upon this planet, Our forgotten ground? Hear the quiet whisper of Earth Falling forever with the Moon…

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  • A New Day on Earth

    A new age is being born from the ashes of a corpse consumed in the fire fueled by demonic dreams of animals gone made. These crazed beasts foresaw the future,…

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  • Heaven Before Birth

    Heaven is not a place or a space, but a time: A time transparent, its light spread in colors by our lithurgy of lies. Each of us perceives a limited…

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  • And Night Forgives Day

    Snowflakes unique Come to rest Upon pristine mountain peaks. Melting under the weight of gravity And a fear of the sun, Through thousands of creekbeds And rapid rivers they’ll run,…

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  • She Cries Wolf

    t is not enough to merely believe in love.For it to be real, it must be born. Love as an idea is an empty promise.Love embodied is what moves minds…

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  • Evol

    It is a disease, a poison, a curse and a burden. That is unless it comes true… unless the expectation dies to itself and is set free. Love is the…

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  • Twins

    Tickling my tummy makes it rumble because butterflies are set loose inside. The surface conceals the circus, the tent blocks the light from chasing the jitters away. A beautiful face…

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  • God is Three Things

    People are always talking about God, but they use the same word for three different people. Call it the Holy Trinity if you must. God the Father, the Son, and…

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  • Wonder

    I wonder what it is that turns the world round, That hides the far side of the Moon from the Earth, That sees with my eyes but cannot be seen.…

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  • Reality is a Reel

    All my life, I’ve been drawn to the big questions, But I cannot even begin my story Without revealing my bias in the first line. Why “big” questions? Are the…

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  • That you are what you are.

    Some have suggested that the human being can (and therefore ought to) live without God. I reject this claim. I propose that the human being is the spiritual animal, the…

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