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I have just finished studying Plato and I have to say I found him to be a very boring man lol as too was Aristotle. I do understand their importance in the way in which our societies have been shaped. but I also see how these societies have degraded over time to a "more or less" way of being. (Joe B...

They are kind of "Life Journey" writings that started out as "about me" but moved on and developed into my world view of things. I use to write daily, but now I write as I move through this life viewing things, sometimes in ways that are not viewed by others. I do enjoy writing in riddles as I think...

I don't know too much about it and thought that it was something that was quite common to nearly everyone, but I was wrong. I really am interested in any information anyone has or if they are subject to the same experiences

Ritualistic magic has been rammed down our throats for years, through graphic images from televisions, movie screens and the internet. To perform a ritual, is an act of preparing the self to become aware and sometimes enlightened to the higher self. Most magic is referred  to as a religion of s...

In the night of roaring echoes Winds howling against the pane Creature stir in an underworld Calling out my name Icy fingers of bone and nail Scrape across my brow In vain attempts to ease my fears Whilst forcing fear to bow Violent tremors rack my body in a pool of dampness I lye Images dance befor...

Was once I a raindrop that carressed the earth, and upon my settling in the dirt, did form a being of celestial light?

Thank you crow, I have placed your art up on the site and they fit in wonderfully.

As we move through our lives, we learn nothing new, only remember what we have forgotten.

Socrates said something like this: Look inside yourself and try to remember all that has been forgotten.

Hi all. "synesthesia" is refered to as a "neurological condition in which people experience a mixing of their senses." It is very rare, only around 1% of the entire population have this special gift. I have viewed the word in this way for as long as I can remember. ie: The number 1 = white The lette...

The imagery in your words draw an undeniable picture, expressing thoughts from within. Lost within yourself, alone, yet free when you write. I love it.

Karen

I love your art work, if you ever want to display them on other sites, contact me and I would glady display your work.

The Smokey mist of death, claws its way through the window of time, shattering the boundaries to which restrained it from this life. Reaching frantically for my soul, the black hand of the reaper slices my reality, closing from me the door way to all I have come to know to be truth. It's entrance cr...

Bright lights shimmer across northern skies, dancing undeniably against the values of knowledge. Arrogance belittles salutations and fierce movements of scholarly debate turn and toss through incoherent babblings of haughty words, to blind the honour of ancient messages inscribed across the great la...

I am the mist drifting throughout energies, engulfed by rays of colour and light. The murmur that ripples across the sounds of whispers in the dark. The music that reaches across the parallel to immerse the soul in hidden quiet and beauty. I am the shadow that glides through the vines weaving a carp...

I swallow the burning sun within my night’s great rivers. The moons white fullness drains eve’s last call and the razors edge tears the fabric of time teetering upon an infinite crest of erroneous journeys delving into the deep where darkness dwells. Silence reigns in the emptiness and spectral shar...