Saturday, August 29, 2015


An angel fell 
from the sky
into the ocean 
of my dreams
A big splash!.
My tides came up
waves hitting
the shores of my mind…
This was a wet dream
sweat, tears and more.
She was sinking fast
I dove deep, headlong
grabbed her by the hair
holding her in my arms
gave her the mouth to mouth.
As I woke up soaking wet
drenched in steaming sweat
missing the dream I had
went right back to bed.

Friday, August 28, 2015


Material bodies 
apparent shapes 
variations in space
outer physical aspects 
emerging as appearances.
The World is given as whole
not one here and another there
subject and object are simply one
recently acquired knowledge states
there's no barrier between this and that.
The illusion of the illusion of the illusion
a delusory perception of the bogus spurious
seemingly detached pieces find natural unison
this pseudo reflection of an assumed impression
the integration of an inherently dubious deception.

Wednesday, August 26, 2015


Intelligence is an open wound, handle it with wisdom
cunning is the by-product, can be ruthless if applied
What is truly from the heart, the capacity for empathy
can be savagely squandered by condescending apathy.


The desire of being loved as the one and the only
has been planted deep in the marrow of the bone
such a persistent wish all humans inherently have
rather than reaching out for all encompassing love 
hankering to become an exclusively adored object
will tear up a lover's heart should the partner eject.


As you go to dream tonight
incite if you dare the inner ride
dive into it, take the deeper slide
probe into your soul, don’t you hide
till you surface from the brighter side.


Revelations of the artist: The medium is mixed here, 
I prepared a concoction, modelling paste, layers of lacquer, 
the paint I have used is oil based, I carve into the paste with paint, 
hand painted, fingers used, I also applied layers of rubbing compound.