The Veil

I regularly reach out to caress the veil between the illusion of the so called real world. The fingers of my mind barely touch the surface, unable to wrap around and get purchase on it. I yearn to grab ahold and yank or to pierce and tear to see the truth beyond. Sensing the thin…… Continue reading The Veil


Sometimes forgetting your past lives is a great gift but those brief flickers of recollection are the greatest pain. The real world is both illusion and all we have, ultimately. There is yet no escape from samsara. We all choose rebirth over oblivion time again. The pain and suffering we share back and forth tie…… Continue reading Remembering