2 descriptions of an essential, existential dream I never had. 2 descriptions of an essential, existential dream I never had. Solemness s not the only noun. That best states the state I found. Where I worried, When I wondered. I guess as it goes as a boy in the throes. Of a late night alone, of a faith underdose,. And no mother, he goes.

This is an experimental scrapbook of songs, poetry,. And films by some of the artists I love. To my favorite websites and blogs. Leave a Comment Cancel reply. 100 days of real food. A year of being here. A year of reading the world. A Year With Rilke Blog.

Tuesday, June 24, 2014. Like the scent of baking bread. Or music rising like dust. On the abandoned air in streets. Among the multitudes and says,. Is broken, an inheritance. Bury it in the sand and follow now. Posted by Alan Ray Wartes. Wednesday, June 11, 2014. This Great Love is Enough. Why leave your reaching lover in bed.

I Gathered With The Rainbows and They Gave Me Pancakes.

Kids are out in the streets on bikes and skates etc. Not as invasive as the one last week. You said the scan was clear. You said not to worry.

Socks, Chocs and Saris. The hectic time of year marking the festive season is thankfully behind me as I write this post. I arrived at a .