a tiny glimpse


Flavoured by the twinge of the wrecked planet


Counting on the stars to align in a way that makes everyone one


Watching the goers go and the makers make a ton


Of wretched funds off the shoulders of the young


I learn a little of what passed and what’s to become


The entire thing.


Looking out from a pinpoint of light


The players carve our path


And we are not the players but the stones in their shoes reminding them of whose play this is.



Choose a direction and when it changes, change with it.


Adore your own uncertainty.


Life is uncertain and lovely.


Life is a programmed, tumultuous plea just asking for rule, I see.



A dream into which we are locked and casted from and it was that way from the beginning.



Pleasing tastes and sounds and sights are here for taking. Air. Leaves. My Mother’s look.


Love and breaking love and then to love again; my god, it is love.


My god is love. It is the meaning and the one chance we have.


Love the catalyst. Love the Madonna. Love the voice in your head.


Ignore the power of the negative and instead


Look outward. A place is there.


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Website Examiner 5 years ago

Well-spoken and intellectually stimulating. The word "niche" comes to mind; finding a foothold by pursuing one's own dreams and interests, as opposed to feeling frustrated that the Big Machine won't work as we want. I like big things, and small things as well. The world can be an action-filled place, but also surprisingly quiet.


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fi fi 5 years ago from Niagara, Canada Author

Website Examiner - Thank you very much for the unique comment! Nice to have you stop by :)


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Winsome 5 years ago from Southern California by way of Texas

Hi Fifi, I enjoyed this. Being a pebble in the shoe of progress is not so bad--look what the oyster does with just a grain of sand. =:)


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fi fi 5 years ago from Niagara, Canada Author

Winsome - Ahh...too true. :)

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