yes, there was a point in our relationship that we were..

Two hands longing for each others warmth
Two hands digging in each others wounds

and full verse..

Two feet standing on a principle
Two hands digging in each others wounds
Cold smoke seeping out of colder throats
Darkness falling, leaves nowhere to move

It’s spiraling down
Biting words like a wolf howling
Hate is spitting out each others mouths
But we’re still sleeping like we’re lovers

for a while, in my mid twenties and through the mid thirties, i entertain the idea of taking refuge as a monk for a period of time. i think that idea is dead now. i’ve come to the realization/karmic level, that i am fine with deepening the path in the context of a normal life. i still think of doing the 3 week, 3 month and 3 year retreat format but let’s not jump ahead of ourselves. i am only on day 31 of straight meditation days. only about 14K days to go. wow, i just did […]

i had a heated debate with an old friend today and although we agreed on most things, i did get my feathers ruffle. it’s been a while since i got so defensive. i thought about it while i was driving home and i ask myself while i get defensive and what was really its root is. sadly everyone knows what the answer but i had forgotten about it. self worth man. yeah, whoa, like that’s deep! my so called success had covered that old wound pretty good. but tonight i got a whiff of the stale wound. […]