Tag Archives: Perception

Freak out

“Oh no not now!” Have you ever asked yourself, “why is any of this here?” Have you, but really, asked so sincerely you regretted it? The answer bearing down on you inexorably like the moon. Asked so sincerely that you … Continue reading

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Aparato

I am an apparatus; a thing of many parts. Which of them’s the core of me? I suppose they’d say the heart. But what about my body, and what then of my mind? Maybe it’s the soul they speak of … Continue reading

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Phoenix

I see you. Sometimes I see you. Below the surface, past your eyes, I see the thing you are inside. And when I do, it flows beyond all boundaries. A blurry aura barely visible here, but swelling past the puny … Continue reading

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False

What of the Truth! Say, what is that? It’s me and you and we and not; my truth is here, yours is there. Ours is both, yet neither too. One plus one is one, not two, when it comes to … Continue reading

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Coquí Finds His Voice

Now as then, on Borikén, an island in the Caribbean Sea, an amphibian is always singing; the frog says his name “Coquí!” Coquí sang with pride on a branch outside, and wove the night together. His faith abides in his … Continue reading

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Mirrors

I am the seeker, I am the seer gazing at the world as if a mirror. Reflections of self seen in the other, reflecting on this turns all to brothers, to friars, to nuns, to tribe, to clan; all things … Continue reading

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One Drop?

I’m told that there are two rooms to choose from. If I want I can leave. It’s up to me. I’m already sitting in the big white room with all these people that I don’t identify with, yet who I … Continue reading

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I don’t know

What is the most powerful affirmation? “I don’t know.” This agnosticism may require the most faith, the most courage. It is a scary thing to accept that you don’t know, and yet in accepting this, fear often melts away. You … Continue reading

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Shoefalls

One, two, they dropped both shoes right down onto me. Three, four, what there’s more! How many can there be? All my life, now I live in fright; The risk will never end. I know I’m right, yet still this … Continue reading

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Echolocation

Tiny whispers in my mind:"It, he, we, and also mine."Everything I see I findis a reflection of my shine. Everything talks to me, and here I am with my eyes shut and my ears closed; scrunched up like an obstinate … Continue reading

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