magma formations
churning, changing
always constant
~
if asked
to witness
evolutionary
miracles
~
maybe believing
believing maybe
finding comfort
in doubt
~
magma formations
churning, changing
always constant
~
if asked
to witness
evolutionary
miracles
~
maybe believing
believing maybe
finding comfort
in doubt
~
maybe
logic, science
only brushes against
our core
~
maybe
thinking critically
has only left me
feeling cynically
~
“Thoughts are the shadows of our feelings – always darker, emptier and simpler”
(Friedrich Nietzsche)
You have a twisted way with words. You really do.
going through
the wringer
will always twist one
somewhat…;P
There is a comfort in the maybes. Because maybe that’s all there is to it.
maybe
hopefully
all questions
answered
so simply
~
thanks fairytale
Reblogged this on Nature’s Abhorred Vacuum.
Doubt is certainly a dynamic demon ;)
or angels
in disguise ?
You’re right … sometimes there is comfort in doubt.
Certainty is just too certain to be comfortable.
there’s nothing
more uncomfortable
than someone
acting righteous
over-confident
in their ignorance
~
sheesh
I hope that’s not
me
you don’t come across as someone who is self-righteous….
What’s certain for certain?
That the sun will yet rise on the morrow
and the world still spins a day?
Will smiles drown all of yesterday’s sorrows
as you sit on the dock the bay?
Think of the lava below you
and the fiery face of our star.
Wide oceans are mere dew to this slice of cool cucumber between thick slices of Ghost Pepper bread.
spinning words
minds
I’ll need to orbit
the moon
and take time
absorbing
I appreciate all of the spirals in your words, imagery, perspective. Spiral….vibrant. Like.a buoyant little child twirling. Cheers on a beautiful Saturday afternoon, Geo Sans.
thank you
sirena
~
have a spectacular
weekend !!!
Doubt – a profound force.
the sound
of grinding teeth
weathering
souls, continents
The doubt is like a shelter, when the impending is something unknown and not of your desire and creation.
doubting
is a choice
so is believing
both
standing on the sidelines
watching
destination unknown
~
maybe
reflecting
exploring open dialogues
examining conditioned habits
unaware states
until
revealed
~
our unvisited homes
resolving doubt
~
always believe
in the potential of people
~
in the worth
of
oneself
flickering
screens
~
maybe doubt
is the
inability to chose
~
challenging
myself
to find comfort
rising waters
without
ability
to
swim
~
boiling frog
swim finns
ah yes…
doubt
saves us
from the grey men
thus
Momo
saved the world.
as far as I remember,
i’ve always been there
~
momo