If I fell again again

If it was at all possible

to fall within a falling

then every year was possible

the eye could shed that tear.

sugar spreads across

a butter drenched terrain

Soul Teething

A friend was counseling another friend who was living and working in Germany. We were in a brightly lit cafe; I was immersed in a game, and my friend was simultaneously reading a monumental mammoth book and chatting.

His friend was lonely.

Insanely lonely but too smart and proud to do anything stupid, or to merely freeze out of inactivity.

Perhaps his soul was grating and teething and feeling a loneliness that creates static electricity with everything touched.

Even though a million miles away and a million conversations away from familiarity, I felt that he was a kindred spirit.

Power to the People?

Everyone has a special day --- or decides to make a day special -- or is faced with a day that becomes special - and on this special day, there are a plethora of things that could happen to make a smile form on a face, or vice versa. But everyone knows, there's usually only one or two people in the "world as we know it" then, that can make that day truly special. Gee...so much power to just those chosen people - and why do we do it?
Most likely the zen I am me because you are you and you validate me as i validate you.
In any case, today, on my birthday, or rather, the passing day after, (which feels oh so much better than the day before, because yesterday, I felt like i gambled a million billion gazillion dollars and lost it all but woke up today and it was a dream), I can finally make my birthday wish, and it is this:

I hope all those people who have this "power to control a moment", at these particular moments, realize it and do something about it.