On Sun & Clouds

Today I am in Castellermo del Golfo and it’s about 30 degrees warmer than in Berlin. I can sit outside as the sun breaks through the clouds staring out at the olive tree farms and wiggling my toes because they seem to know that they are in Sicily and not in California. I am preparing…

Why I Voted for Michelle Obama 

Why I Voted for Michelle Obama Written by Shawn R Lee   Let’s make this very clear from the start: I am a registered independent voter from California. The reason for this disclaimer comes as a result of numerous conversations that I’ve had with people that contentiously argued that I, along with others that didn’t…

Umzug

So today I moved. I have many thoughts and feelings about the circumstances around the necessity, but I have began to notice a re-emergence of a common theme in my life that can be summed up with 1 word: despite. In my time away, a prevailing mindset has been guiding me more than usual, as…

Clarified Shades

Dream Sequence #8 Sun shines down on the clear hills that overlook this hazy ghost town, a corner of the world that everyone has touched, but reaching out felt so distant. Disparate but not desperate, a hopeful surprise keeping two worlds apart by only a few inches; knowing fate was a cruel trick because on…

Victorious Ruins

I want to share a story, so hopefully it doesn’t end up being too long since I know most won’t bother with a long post, but this is one of those moments that deserve a little time.   As most of you know, I’m currently working on my Bachelor degree after years of choosing to…

Rambler 76′

Isolation forms both sides as the granite walls come crashing down in a three dimensional vacuum that has no oxygen. Hoover be damned as I walk the coal path of burning desires in search of the one thing that I’ve been looking for. I have no idea nor do I have as to what has…

Blakk Starie Knight

There the volcano blows, rupturing at the fissures as the question blows bellows below the balancing acts of sequence, showing light as night envelopes the sky dirt, dust and debris float along like a parade of sadness creating life of light as the suffocating place of happiness swirls inside look at Jupiter, look at mars,…

There is No Moral, Only a Message in the rubble.

A short story: Jackson was always known for his smile. Not that it was a particularly spectacular smile, just that he was always smiling. Always wanting to wear a face that reflected her love for people, there was always an attempt to follow up the smile with an attitude of light demeanor, but always coupled with…

Iniverse

A cold and lonely existence, this planet sits in the frozen vacuum of space-time. Molten, fiery, unstable and constantly shifting internal masks create this behemoth of the microscopic universe. Blues and greens visible but not the immense life that swirls, creaks, howls and speaks, this lonely planet wobbles around in a forward movement that never…

Suns Ablaze

A rage radiates from the molten surface of this star looping and leaping, burning and blazing, never with intent as its light crashes into other bodies. Bodies, the celestial and carbon, where rings of rocks are called a belt, but — hold nothing together because forces face matters of invisible perplexity. The imagination tells the…

PNW LOVESONG

Originally posted on Diverse City, Scattered Thoughts:
Picture by x1klima on flickr.com. I don’t miss Los Angeles but I miss the bay area: treelined streets and hills those birthday cake houses clustered in a mound on your slopes, mint leaves in my coffee and bokeh lights of Mission, the time you nuzzled my neck on…

Refraction

Refraction   To exist in a space of aborted beginnings is not a sign of never beginning it is also the continuation of excellence moving silently past a place that never was Finding ones Self, Me of You and most importantly We at the end of a tunnel lacking gravity as dreams propel vertical wishes…