It is past understanding the heat of the fire

Sometimes arrogance combines with belief And together they make miracles. It is past understanding the heat of the fire They stoke with their very own desire.

He Did It

Well Done!

Something

Written 7 July 2013

Names for the hours of the day

1 The hour of rebirth 2 The hour of oneness 3 The hour of learning 4 the hour of the sun 5 The hour of truth 6 The hour of wonder 7 The hour of compassion 8 The hour of awakening
Cherry

Craven Danger Gets Knocked by Wood

Betty ran across the hall to Maxwell Fritter’s talent agency to get some ice for Craven Danger. Max was a man who liked to keep plenty of ice on hand. Not for drinks, though.

Precious Time

Often I staggered as if drunk. I was working too hard with little rest and lost conciousness twice of exhaustion. I awoke with a fright terribly startled every morning.

Where is the peace in our lives?

Where is the peace in our lives? Look at the road waiting, dividing. That eternal-crossroad, crossing … Holding-out on us; mystical secrets. She’s frustrated voicing come barefoot?

My bright star

Lie down my dark star Heaven must sleep and be fecund Only in my imagining, Do stars light up and never wizened? Lie down my dark star My horizons have swollen in a fish

‘Who do you say that I am?’

(“Who do people say I am? … “Who do you say I am?” … “You are the Christ.”) Mark 8:27–29 Who am I? What do they say? What opinion’s voiced today?

Reinvention

Susan. Why was she called Susan? When she could have been anything, when so much rests on a name, why Susan?

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