Microcosmic Existence

People are living vessels, Novels being constantly written, Each and every one. From time to time I ponder upon The idea that these people passing me by Are existing within their very own microcosms, Worlds within worlds. And these surround each host Like a strange, organic plasma field, Invisible to our eyes But certainly, vivid … Continue reading Microcosmic Existence


Second Vision

Every time I come here to this place, my mind is overcome by a number of dreams. Spontaneous in nature, and completely unplanned are the moments that take over as I take the passengers seat. I'm not sure why, but maybe I do this too often. Sometimes it concerns feathers, when I sit in a … Continue reading Second Vision