A poem for Nietzsche-
Left to my own demise after
Observing my own thoughts. Continue reading “Loco Al Turin – A Poem for Nietzsche”
Loco Al Turin – A Poem for Nietzsche
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What Thunder And Lightning Feel Like.
I sit here staring through the middle of the night. That and not much more,
The rain trickles, and pours… then trickles… then pours.
As it struggles to find an enduring rhythm, the subtle but unmistakable flashes of lightning that dance in the accompaniment of thunder.
What feelings wash into my being? Continue reading “What Thunder And Lightning Feel Like.”
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