s p r i n g



C L A R I T Y – m u s h r o o m m i n d


The realm of clarity exists

where human law does not ,

where language does not ,

where logic does not;

Because feeling something

is altogether different than

merely knowing it.

Clarity comes in a flash of

l i g h t –

like lightening adorning the night sky with wild hues of silver and magenta…

demonstrating that truth can only be uncovered

not discovered.

And we are better when we’re healed

than we were without scars;

and life has always held the same meaning:

its secret kept hidden in the

s t a r s .

Not waiting.

Not seeking.

Just being.

Once you set eyes on it,

you cannot again go blind.

d a y d r e a m


There is a disconnect between the

body and the spirit

when one’s mind is

a w a y ;

And though you may see me-

I am not here.

I answer a call that leads me astray…

To where I belong in a

f  a  r  a  w  a  y


where colors are vivid and melt

into each other in a quick embrace.

Movement and passion merging-

Like falling rain on a freshly painted canvas.


I hear music where I once heard screams.


I am

 s e t t l e d .


 I belong.

I am nostalgic and

h y p e r b o l i c

 in this place of dreams.