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Rest Your Head: lullaby
Rest your head and close your eyes, listen to this lullaby: let the sights and sounds of day gently dull and fade away; let the chirping crickets’ song slowly make the minutes long; let the fresh and cool bedsheets softly … Continue reading
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Tagged #BookofForms, care, dreams, lullaby, night, poetic forms, sleep
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10. Wake From the Sleep of Habit
I suppose one could take this advice two different ways: to wake from the sleep of habit, but also to wake from the habit of sleep. That is for the former, to be aware of everything you do by rote, … Continue reading
Posted in Conversations
Tagged attention, awareness, balance, Ben Franklin, habit, Hamlet, Julius Caesar, Montaigne, Shakespeare, sleep
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The Catacombs of Night
Lo! I have wrestled angels in the catacombs of night and risen, as if from the dead, bone-weary, at daylight, my sheets soaked through with fevered sweat and every muscle sore, and tufts of mutilated feathers scattered on the floor, … Continue reading
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Tagged angels, death, dilemmas, fear, night, paradox, sleep, transformation, William Blake
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I closed my eyes just for a wink
I closed my eyes for just a wink, it seemed, to find two hours past; and in the space of that mere blink, the sky, dull grey and overcast had cleared into an inky blue. The tepid post-rain afternoon had … Continue reading
Intimations of Idiocy
From early childhood until now I’ve spent my life immersed in earnest pantomime of games adults will feign to play: the forging of relationships through love, business and war; the chaos that somehow surprises all when facades fail and underneath, … Continue reading
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Tagged banality, childhood, commercialism, dreams, ignorance, regrets, sleep
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Stirring the Pot, Part 2
As if the little things were not enough: those trivialities that chafe and burn like tinder when it’s dried and raspy rough, that seem so insignificant you spurn the notion that beyond them is the truth. It’s just that they … Continue reading
Lullaby
Sleep on, new world — your time is yet to come; and in that pall of death, forget what was, what is, or merely seems, and build the future from your dreams. Sleep on, mankind, rebuild your strength; prostrate, laid … Continue reading