Mining My Gold Mind

  Reflection Now, no one knows their life before they live it. It’s impossible to detect which pathway one may take. Although we may plan things far in advance. It doesn’t mean that that’s the road…, that we will take. Life has a way of showing up. In the most arbitrary way. To say we have a perfect life. This is to say, we understand everything in creation. Although we study every evolution every day. Beat from the day and how it starts to the year and how it ends. We have no guarantees. We can predict many things. But the proof, positive evidence that we find. And the things that brought us here that we left behind. Are the telltale signs of what life...is. It's real! In the world and time that we are living. So now..., at this... time, today. REFLECT! Reflections on many things present themselves. And there is no master plan. On what we ponder about in life. When looking over the position of our lives where we stand today. Where we came from in the past. We only have the hope ...

Time Never measure anything in time. Never trust a social construct. Time comes and time goes  Time dwindles down, Like the sand in an hourglass. Don't trust that. It's inevitable, immeasurable, in the distance. Like the touch of a longing kiss just out of reach If you could only see, The theoretical, manmade, earthly concept. Then we could be something magical, mystical. A philosophical unity told throughout the ages.

Sacred Sin  If a vow is sacred, then can't a sin be as well? What constitutes that fine line, what defines 'sacred', 'vow', and 'sin'? Tell me that you haven't felt bliss in the wrong times-like a stifled laughter you sing along with nature's karma.. Haven't you ever felt peace in the stillness, sharing in twin breaths, and a secret sigh? Have you ever had those moments of ‘goodbye', holding tighter to their fingertips, so they don't slip away? Of whom do you dream about in the darkest hours of night, do they dance in your mind when you can't sleep? Is there one you think about, reaching for their ghost-calling out their name in your slumber? I have loved in these moments, you see- found solace and empathy in these secret affairs.. My lover, my secret admirer, my burning need, I vow to always love you and your words spilling out. Us choosing this together, in secret or not, isn't that sacred? Even in the most uncertain of times, y...

  CLARITY Is it clear? Or is it not? The explanation staring back. Those two eyes and what they see.                                                                                                looking straight… dead at me. No illusion, nothing fake. As clear as day, written on your face. the words come out, you don’t have to shout.  Your actions speak volumes Your presence gives doubt. Some situations prove really… sketchy.  Make me chase you acting, Edgy. Lean into the rhythm and flow.  Pacing yourself… as we have to go.  The battle has begun  on both sides  of the coin. You racing with time,  Sadly. But with my Freaking Dime. Wish you never came and you were neve...

  H ow does time know to fly?  Time - A varied series The seconds, minutes, and hours slip silently by.  A year later we have a blind eye.  Where did it go? How did we not know?  That time had wings. We watched it sing!  Tunes and melodies. We couldn’t see.  Next time we looked. It’s like we took.  A decided vacation. Across many nations.  As the world moved on. Now we’re torn. Many new days are born. Time was here. It’s very clear.  The whole time it knew. Both me and you.   In our smiling faces. Always taking us places.  Sometimes with style and others with graces.  So many others could have been horrible cases.  Without a word being said. How can we be mad?  It did it on its own. Sometimes even with a phone.  Pictures in frames. Photos to document. When things in time came.  Telling us how and why, what it meant.  With no consideration, of how time was spent.  Even with...

  Tis’ the Season! Tis’ the season to be merry Love, joy, and blessings  our hearts do carry.  The acts of kindness With many well wishes  We bring to everyone  Along with lots of tasty dishes. Decorations and plenty of fun. People laughing and singing carols. Of holiday times and memories.  The celebrations travel around the world. For many little boys and girls. Presents and gifts for all to see. when they go out and visit family. Welcoming a brand new year. For each and everyone to share.  No matter whether they’re young or old.  With a card or Secret Santa surprise to give Good tidings are wished with greetings told. Wishing happiness to anyone to receive as we live. Out the days and weeks as time goes by. The joy and peace of Christmas brighten our eyes. Good feelings we share for many reasons, with the faith and love of this beautiful season. Hearts are full of love from far and near. Reciting in echoes for all...

Déjà vu, Jamais vu Est-il possible Que je vive dans un état constant De déjà vu et de jamais vu? Est-ce que cela signifie simplement Que mon point de vue amour et extravagant Me fait paraître un peu fou? Ou est-ce que cela s'appelle la conscience?

Do you visualize or conceptualize your thoughts? Did you know that approximately 3% of the population possesses a trait known as Aphantasia? This isn't a disorder, illness, or limitation; rather, it's a neurological trait where individuals cannot create mental images. I fall into that 3%. This means I cannot visualize anything at all; when I close my eyes, no images materialize. If you ask me to envision an apple, I cannot. Yet, I can eloquently describe every detail about it: the hues, the weight, the taste and texture, how and where it flourishes, and the appearance of its tree and leaves. My mind resembles a file cabinet brimming with information, devoid of visuals. Those with Aphantasia often find themselves drawn to the realms of the scientific community or professions entwined with numbers. For me, the absence of imagery proves more advantageous than obstructive in nurturing my creativity. I concentrate on engaging various senses, aiming to captivate readers who may not ...