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Embark with me, unlikely pair as us A dolphin and a shark to rule the sea Aqua eyes are safe to place your trust In waters vast and wide we choose to be Remember when we used to count the waves? Those ups and downs, they seeded our dismay No feet to plant — old fins don’t make us brave Impossible to lose ourselves in play You see, a shark is only used to war ‘Till today my life a lengthy fight And…
Doubt and dismay Were the dominant expressions Of our motley Monteverde troop An intricate canopy Sheltering disgruntled New Yorkers… Merry Christmas & Welcome To Dennis Group * * * Ten steps into the jungle We were already stuck Scanning ferns for a bird The size of a puck Unlike squab of Manhattan, A Quetzal’s chest is proud It’s crimson and jolly It’s merry and loud But if TikTok was named As a…
In Santa Teresa Lives Tommy Tattoo He’s zany and crazy With stories to spew: Tommy and his brother Once grew Mary-J Their pop got arrested So now they don’t play Japan thinks he’s packing For rocking tattoos Risks death by Yakuza A brave thing to do Moved south of the border To farm butterflies But all he is catching Are young latin brides He shuns Argentina Fears future ex wives ‘Stead inking…
my heart it feels like bleeding they never said it’s easy felt before I saw you on Mercer, run amok light wraps us; we’re bathing kisses and sun-raying mighty like the motion of a static Soho truck cobblestones to catch me hold me ever-softly let’s laugh a while, I’ll trace your skin this feeling’s got me stuck my heart it’s slowly bleeding is it death or healing? resigned again I know with arrows…
Dance – a thing of romance – Where forms are free in step Her and I, we’re flowing Ne’er moved this way as yet Seats and stones we occupy Stillness I can’t forget Silence makes me whole again And birds we take as pets Ducks and swans and woodland birds, We watch them play in groups We are but two odd birds ourselves The city is our coop But wings I will not need! Unmoving, I am free; Quiet moments…
I was not ready To recognize her power Not knowing enough, Now I see that divinity: Her feminine plays As a smile Across the glances of the women I know. Take me back to the sands Where our breath slowed time Submerge me in the sparkling waters That lapped at the soft skin, The skin that is ours.
Hello friends! I am posting some scattered thoughts today to get back in the posting groove. I hope you enjoy. In the spirit of Valentine's Day, let's begin with some thoughts on relationships... Relationships: Parents experience time differently than their kids, so it seems wise to err on the side of assuming your kids feel like you don't spend enough time with them. Ex: 10-13yrs is the same…
Reflecting upon 2024, one of the greatest challenges I faced was poor sleep quality. Facing burnout at work, I would often fall into bed as soon as I got home, and my lack of a wind-down routine was causing me to wake up repeatedly throughout the night. While the cycle that formed was mostly negative, a silver lining surfaced: Since I would often wake up mid-REM cycle, I started having almost…
Recently, I came across a Hindu concept called "lila" (or "leela"). The term lila roughly translates to "divine play." From my understanding, lila is the idea that creation takes place for the sake of playfulness. In other words, there is an intrinsic property of the divine, and that property is play. If there were any other motive for creation but playfulness, divine creation could not be…
Last night I set myself an accountability timer for 30 minutes and dove into some YouTube. Something happened to me that has never happened before: I ended up watching ~4.5 minutes of content and then spent ~25 minutes writing a lengthy comment. Why? Because the first video I clicked on was a Y Combinator podcast episode that gave me the ick. Here is the video. For the first few minutes, the…