Nightwalks

Nothing soothes the senses more than a walk through the night’s evergreen realm. 

Quite unexpectedly, sometimes one is bound to find itself in the midst of enlightenment, and, perhaps, the company of a wise denizen of the woods. 

Wise enough to explain, and clarify, why all the sevens are actually ones…. 

All Is One

No matter how much misery one has to endure, it all leads to one final truth. That divinity is attainable in life, and in joy, rather than just wrath.

That tales of old are not merely imaginary, but more likely a shrouded reality, waiting to be learnt and understood in the dusty, cobwebbed corners of the ancient weald.

Unanswered

Some phone calls are just better left unanswered

Moon Mirror

Each time I look upon the moon, under the veil of night and its layers of dark clouds, it never fails to transport my mind to that serenity, high up in the misty skies.

What was it that the old one once told me about the glorious night light?

“It is but a mute reminder to our real abode, within the stars, where the slumbering below is the awoken above“

Wonderful View XXXI

With so much death and paranoia around nowadays, one would suppose we should have an intensely progressive science of death.

A sort of ‘necrothology’, to either clarify the inevitable or even present alternative scenarios which resemble ‘hope’.