Trust In The Evening Of A Life

When we trust, we let go of planning. We stop projecting in order to control and cease clinging to specific outcomes. We stop insistently analyzing the odds and we slip into the flow. What is the flow? It is the next breath you will take.  It is...

The One On TOP wins

As I observe the evidence appear, I notice whether its nature is substance or lack.  This is concluded after I calculate the ratio of comparison with what has previously passed through. I gamble as to what the evidence concludes. The evidence is...

How does it seem to you?

Ghosts waft about, whispering dark thoughts, echoing the past, arresting the freedom of the flow. A phrase ambiguously limitless in evoking perception. I wonder what those words say to you?  What do you perceive I am describing by these words? ...