You
look in the mirror and see only yourself. You are alone and separate but you
are also part of the universe that unites all. In this world, there are
billions of other worlds. I do not know yours and you do not know mine. Yet, we
are connected; a giant thread that weaves itself. What we do to one, we do to
ourselves. There is no escaping, no division except what illusions we conceive
in the mind.
Pages
- My Poetry
- Drinking With The Wolverine
- Rasputin
- Renaissance Wolf
- Alexander In Paris
- London Calling Me
- Beachside Bar
- Sara Sota (Big Old Dog)
- Airports
- Badger Beat
- One Sentence Tao Te Ching
- Tao Stories
- Taoism Information
- My Art
- Ghosts
- Crisis Apparition
- ESP
- Mystical Psychosis
- Metempsychosis
- Lost Souls
- Seance
- Psychics
- Voices of the Dead
- Curses
- Spiritualism
- Tales Of A Crypt
- Cemeteries
- Curse of the Pharaohs (Mummies)
- Lycanthropy (Wolfman)
- Vampirism
- Reattaching The Severed
- The Black Bear as Himself
- The Grey Goose
- Toro
- I Can't Sleep
- Romantic Image
- Cruise
- Machu Picchu
- Rome, Italy
