Why is it that things go 'round in circles? The earth around the sun, the moon around the earth, the hands on the clock, water down the plug hole... Are circles the silent governors of the universe? Maybe so. From the very large spiralling galaxies to the tiny electrons moving around atoms, these circles make up the skeleton of this revolving matrix of experience...
Circles have no beginning and no end. If the universe is really based on the principle of circles, then it must be an illusion. If it never began, how can it be real? & if it never began, there is no need for it to end...
I wonder if other universes operate differently? Are there any corners in space?
Unknown "Sweet angel NFS" Content - 15 years, 11 months, 21 days ago

So here I am, wandering the aisles of the Supermarket of Life.
Order has attempted to categorise the many types of people into their appropriate brands and groupings. Individuality is given by a barcode.
As I push my trolley along, I wonder "why be generic?" There are many no name brands here, those who conform to the cost of their passions. Conversely, those seeking attention are packaged in technicolour glitter and placed in strategic positions. Will I be tempted ...?
There is no money-back guarantee here. No free tastings. Seems like a lucky dip...
I decide to leave my trolley empty and get out of here - the place is giving me the creeps!
As I pass through the checkout, my code won't scan correctly. Seems there's a flaw.
I refuse to let that stop me! So I race out the doors, into the car park of life, leaving the alarm bells ringing behind me.
Unknown "Sweet angel NFS" Content - 15 years, 11 months, 23 days ago

Venturing amid the seas of rock flour for the last 5 hours...
Sailing my ship, the "Agate Mill".
She goes where I won't, but where she will...
Grinding away at the bones of the earth
Reducing the strong ones to powder,
Rattling away like a skeleton dancing,
Chewing on quartz vein chowder.

Unknown "Sweet angel NFS" Content - 15 years, 11 months, 24 days ago

Brushing the layer cake of dust from my book of tales, I find my pen has become a fossil.
Unknown "Sweet angel NFS" Content - 15 years, 11 months, 24 days ago

Indulging in deeper thoughts
that venture beyond the seemingly narrow scope of science...

It's the similarities that really matter.

Differences do nought but separate,
which provokes destructive emotions.

So, looking beyond the physical
I see the heart of creation...
I see life
And love
And US

Peace exists in this...





Unknown "Sweet angel NFS" Content - 16 years, 9 months, 7 days ago