self discipline:
this should be the ultimate goal
for harmony. mankind.
but it is an anarchaic tragedy,
from the beginning.
the mind holds an infinitely instantaneous
synapse snap of energy
pushing & processing information,
receiving and calculating each
moment to the next. however,
i notice sometimes my body,
unable to work out the brain's indecision,
continuously moving into a creation
of nonsense. no divine mind to
bring about the rise and fall of
human destruction: an eternally
tragic string of movement
conducting a consciousness to link
the chaos.
it is it's definition that divides
us all. god is:
the absence of nothing

the heavy cloud
black in the night
against the dark blue sky
lightning strikes an illumination of white
still silent
my love has departed
following the stars in circles.