Poetry Blogs (consciousness)
Jason Zane on Change the Record Don (3 hours ago)
Jason Zane on A Juggernaut requires Bureaucracy (3 hours ago)
Every time I think I have become enlightened and can handle anything, a new challenge shows up to test me. Whether it's toxicity in my body, family illness or death, rejection of a lover, friend, stranger, job, point of view, whatever... ego is the first to show up on the scene, like a paramedic giving CPR to revive my pride. Pride dies, only to come back a little weaker next round, like a cat wit...
Wednesday 13th March 2019 9:45 pm
He bows at her body, thankful and polite, acknowledges the service, plays the part.
She smiles at stories, smart enough to be cynical but hopeful enough to be happy.
He takes out a notepad and pretends not to watch for a reaction
As she reads his silver words
As she reads his mind through the blunt tool of his silver words.
He thinks he’s wrong because she told h...
Friday 18th January 2019 5:49 pm
What if the hyperreal really isn’t real,
And the news never happened?
Our perceptions are just pixels, photons,
Bits and bytes scattered on a screen.
Gods and monsters both just
Misapprehensions of a troubled mind.
But whose mind is responsible for
The anxiety provoking representation?
Surely some eternal consciousness
Has not conspired to create in y...
Tuesday 15th January 2019 11:15 am
Old wounds have begun to heal.
This new life feels unreal.
The shadow hanging above my soul.
I was once trapped within a role.
The wounded one full of anger
Dragging his worthless anchor.
Behold look into the mirror.
Now gaze upon your own error.
You thought you couldn't stumble
But it's the season to be humble.
No time for embracing illusion.
The former has reach...
Wednesday 17th October 2018 3:35 pm
You cannot walk the journey for another man.
You cannot gift him with the perfect plan.
We all stand in the universe of our own creation.
A product of our limited expectation.
Many lust for the mantle of wisdom,
Only to create self-serving fiefdoms.
An old story stuck on reset.
What you give, is what you'll beget.
An old story stuck on reset.
What you give, is what ...
Wednesday 10th October 2018 7:45 pm
Condemning the evil that I clearly see
Condemning the evil inside of me
And you, and every politician priest and Jew
No I’m not antisemitic
So stop with that rhetoric
I’m anti elitist anti inequality
anti facilitating systems that suppress autonomy
It’s just a continuation
of the rise and fall of nations
Empires shifting to the west
They leave destruction a...
Thursday 24th May 2018 10:13 am
As much myself i am, i watch him close,
Sometimes familiar, yet others unknown,
The unknown is the essence, but also the fear,
For every last part is mine to bare,
The unknown is precious and dangerous the same
As other unknowns are awaiting its name,
The gift is for him but the burden is mine
I will gift my unknown with the best i can find
Sunday 14th January 2018 2:38 pm
With every passing minute a different scene is unveiled.
Each revealing a new dimension, a changing perspective on reality.
The infinitely majestic mountains, covered in their entirety with a thick layer of condensed water.
Power, stability, brut earth force dissapears into the abyss.
While the clouds rule the sky, the mountains are strangers to you and I.
Look around and take in th...
Thursday 5th October 2017 5:20 pm
Is the unguidable wilderness distant nature of the Mother of all Gods' bargain, Every sin confide ants is a cold denial infinite bet confession labyrinth of words hoping She'll awaken to faith gesture and play the secrecy threat of Her oft benign cross empathetic dead hand!
Just another running card eternity drawn breath Sunday without god... gag, Her augmented li(f)e...
Monday 26th May 2014 11:43 am
Biding their time. Defining what is and is not define. Priming and pruning your mind for a life coloring within the lines. You cling to their lies; nothing exists behind the boundaries they've devised.
Hear the truth buried in every lie, all are Devine. Hug this world tight and define for yourself what it is to be alive.
Is it fulfilling to be tied to the desires if the subconscious mind? Yo...
Wednesday 27th November 2013 5:02 am
The hand reached into the pocket and pulled out lint. Expecting the worst, the lint was a better gift than anticipated. A cop asked me if there are any sharp objects she should know about, I say, "no", knowing that I have dirty tricks up my sleeve. I am arrested. It could always have been worse. So could I. But here I am. Jail Cell. Alone. No friends close. No bail. Alone. Surrounded by humans ...
Monday 3rd September 2012 7:29 pm
Have you ever felt the icecold
gales of aloneness?
I do not mean
lone lee ness
which is something altogether
and even desirable
I do not mean
deserted or desolate,
neglected or torn;
for those words are shallow
compared to "alone".
I mean aloneness –
some subterranean thin...
Thursday 28th April 2011 5:55 pm
I am shapeless, I am
transcendent, I am
moving through birdsong
as dawn gently breaks through
the clouds of my mind
I am weightless, I am
resplendent, I am
ecstatic to find
the keys that release
the mental chains that bind
I am boundless, I am
ever-present, I am
free to perceive
all that I am and all that is me
And all that I am
and all that is me
is the fr...
Friday 9th April 2010 9:25 pm