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Shadow Dialogue: lokakuuta 2011

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D e m o n s . w e l c o m e . o r . b e g o n e : d e p e n d s . o n . t h e . h o u r . I say this with no blameful finger erect; I admit this with a shameful nod and a baneful prod to the chest of the man in the mirror. For I am no better; perhaps even worse upon closer inspection. I am once again falling deeper into the stormy seas behind my eyes; flowing rapidly into rivers of formless inspiration so grandiose, so rich with fever and rage. But at what cost? Clandestine. Obscured and in endless f...

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Shadow Dialogue: Samsara

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D e m o n s . w e l c o m e . o r . b e g o n e : d e p e n d s . o n . t h e . h o u r . This is a place of leaving. A place where skin departs from skin. Wounds tear open where there once was a touch. So I will leave before I arrive. It is all I know. To ignite and burst aflame! To be burnt by passion and be instantly rejuvenated! To have something worthy of this heartbeat, to pull it close and feel the drumming in tandem. Against the blood of another fine beast, running wild. But these are wor...Under...

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Shadow Dialogue: toukokuuta 2011

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D e m o n s . w e l c o m e . o r . b e g o n e : d e p e n d s . o n . t h e . h o u r . I wrote a long, well-structured and beautifully astute entry about very good things. Staring at the completed text resulted in a very rare exclamation from yours truly: that's actually pretty good. Ironic, then, that I am so hesitant to publish it. Even the most eloquent material with the purest of intentions has the potential to darken the skies when matters of the heart are concerned, so I'll refrain. I thought lo...

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Shadow Dialogue: Conundrum

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D e m o n s . w e l c o m e . o r . b e g o n e : d e p e n d s . o n . t h e . h o u r . As it were. There is so much room for exposition, so wide a pathway towards clarity and the forging of new bonds of communion. Enlightenment, even! But I am not a puppet, chauffeur or orderly. An occasional, happenstance leader by default. Not a guide. A shadow will never forge its mark on the sand; it will merely pass over it on its path towards oblivion. I consider this parable every single day of my life. C) Jaso...

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Shadow Dialogue: Illumination

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D e m o n s . w e l c o m e . o r . b e g o n e : d e p e n d s . o n . t h e . h o u r . This is a strange place we are in, you and I. But I'm glad it's shared. I am dying to know. A cold flow washes through me and I awake from my daydream. Smoke lingers on my lips. My weary eyes follow the footprints in the soft earth, trailing back and forth like lines burrowing into an old man's face. I contemplate; how many is the tally for today? To be strangers. It is irony at its foremost finest. Perhaps all that...

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Shadow Dialogue: kesäkuuta 2011

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D e m o n s . w e l c o m e . o r . b e g o n e : d e p e n d s . o n . t h e . h o u r . A midsummer night's dream. My fingers trickle like drops of burning water down your spine. I feel you shiver. We smile in secret from one another. Another secret to share. Do not move. Do not speak. This place is as deep as it is soft; as delicate as it is fragile. Succumb to the tickle and the tingle. Be forever devoid of words and allow this moment to pass without description. Be glad, be thankful, be at ease.

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Shadow Dialogue: syyskuuta 2011

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D e m o n s . w e l c o m e . o r . b e g o n e : d e p e n d s . o n . t h e . h o u r . One thing ends, another begins. Such is life on its simplest terms. I am no more significant than this puff of smoke I exhale. We are each endlessly engaging and miraculous in fashions both mundane and absolutely impenetrable by thought or dialogue. There is a subtle yet overpowering comfort in thoughts like this. A land called Nowhere. A place I know all too well. Child of the city, child of the night. Something na...

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Shadow Dialogue: The Ether Dome

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D e m o n s . w e l c o m e . o r . b e g o n e : d e p e n d s . o n . t h e . h o u r . Nothing should ever own you or possess you. This sentiment grows stronger and stronger as the years pass by. I cannot rid myself of the longing any more than a bird can chew off its beak or a worm grow claws. The act of spreading roots and allowing them to burrow into the earth greets me from afar like a pale horseman wielding a bag for my head and a scythe for my wings. Time is disappearing at an alarming rate.

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Shadow Dialogue: A good question

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D e m o n s . w e l c o m e . o r . b e g o n e : d e p e n d s . o n . t h e . h o u r . How truly brittle the shell of perceived safety we wrap around ourselves when the winter winds come a-callin'. It is peculiar passion that drives one to slave over a creative endeavor only to watch the completed piece burn. The art of love and the insurmountable ends of destruction. I've done it so many times I've lost count. Danger. Its body en masse, its aura. But the question is. would you know? The necessity of ...