silent waterfall ducks swimming across the water gazing to fish swimming deep in the depths below on the banks a tiger watches unblinking then slowly closes his eyes and turns back to hear the whispers of the forest and the wind that rustles calmly through the trees sun on the edge of each ripple and…
Author: bjwany
I am a writer and a martial artist.
What interests me is searching within.
magic in the starlight forms
a little magic in the air makes everyone smile a little wonder that turns the edges of the world a brilliant and stunning purple stars drift across the sky fall time constallations running through the stream of starlight eyes open to meet the world ah what a beautiful day! he says hands clasp upwards as if…
to be connected
i can blink away a thousand miles find the heart pierce straight to it back to memory no distractions no little things straight to the center of what really matters and palpable feeling gushing forward overcomes the distance connects back the pieces to be whole once more to be renewed to love
herbs and spices
a couple herbs and spices in your life to keep your life from being bland to keep you connected grounded back to the idea of a sacred earth more than an idea this is a reality if you believe it you live it if you help it grow and flourish couple herbs can do the…
I used to sleep
HYPNOS: I used to sleep. I used to sleep and dream. Dream about sheep. Just kidding — I never dream about sheep. Sheep are boring and expected. Still they are cuddly and innocuous little beings. Eating their grass. Baa-ing. Wandering around. Eating more grass. Laying down… what do you think a sheep thinks like? Do…
what is it like?
More inspiration writing for the play that is a part of the San Francisco Olympians Festival on the god of nonviolent death, Thanatos. Incidentally, I’ll be interviewed about the play along with Veronica Tjioe by fellow writer, Jovelyn Richards, who is the host of a radio program on KPFA, Jovelyn’s Boutique. This will be on Wednesday…
how the dreams work
i believe this is another monologue… maybe it will find its way into a current project or at least be inspiration there of. The dreams never happen when you want them to. And it’s too bad cuz they’re so good. Smooth dreams. Dreams with epic soundtracks and a sense of flow. A sense of trajectory….
some are born with a gift and it’s apparent so young as if catapalted from another time a vision prophecy of what this gift is and how it will manifest what the signs are and they show them with such ease this gift that has always been there and is just waiting for circumstances in…
The Dynamics of Groove 