i’ll be flying through space tonight (just so you know where to find me) there are unborn stars i’ve gotta witness lime green and sparkling blue clouds i’m going to fly through dodge a satellite while i pursue a comet i may enjoy a meteor shower and if one moon isn’t enough there are plenty…
Author: bjwany
I am a writer and a martial artist.
What interests me is searching within.
half moon bay
the ground almost ate my shoes today i thought i would slip off into the dark viscous goo that threatened to mutilate my new shoes it was a poor choice in hindsight but shoes will collect dust and become worn at some point i saw the most amazing sunset with clouds long and thin purple…
raindrop home
i am inside a raindrop i live in it it is exhilarating to fall from the sky people don’t know this but as you’re falling the world comes into view yet backwards — isn’t that interesting? before i lived in the raindrop i never would have expected this yet here we are people don’t realize–…
view from the ocean floor looking up to sunlight
i am lying on the bottom of the ocean looking up seeing through light and shadows looking through different planes of glass layered over one another it is peaceful on the bottom of the ocean peaceful and quiet yet very cold and sometimes the pressure the weight hurts my chest i look up and see…
to that which inspires me
so elusive mysterious wandering some days you come in and out some days it is truly difficult to face you the consistency makes it easier you like consistency and yet you get bored and move on unless i keep it interesting for you i’m so happy to greet you i just want to be there…
time logged
seconds on the clock keep on ticking becoming the minutes on my side becoming the hours in my bones in my soul seconds tick down the seemingly unmanageable minutes logged in and counted time i store up time i collect days are contained in my body weeks, months, and years every time i say yes…
protective barrier
can’t get me when i have my protective layer on arrows just bounce off dirty looks make you do backflips elbow at the air all you want i’m about 3 inches to the left of you you will always miss me i used to be scared now it’s just annoying boring like the expected inevitable …
resting on a cloud
warmth multiplying into heat comfort and softness like resting on a cloud like sitting as an angel as a bird as a spirit high above looking down resting falling into buoyancy and eyes droop and sinking down while being held up wrapped in gentle ease
we see beyond
i look out and see beyond the horizon i lift my head up to face myself face the world facing with clarity uncompromised honest about where i’m at i see now i see me i am not the villian i thought i was and neither is the person before me neither is the landscape…
The Dynamics of Groove 