Poems about know

Between the Will and Attention

The mind is a little crow, a double sided sword, where will and attention play, while agape feeds...

What if everything around us is free, but we’re not. If we’re not, how can everything around us be...

Unknowingly I met eyes unrequited, shivering as an unknown language was born, translation of two...

It could have been a distinct world, calmly mushy but it isn’t. We repeat the intolerance, fake...

He’s a tall story, a cautionary, free-range lies, a diversionary, nesting in a shallow reactionary...

“The limits of my language is the limits of my world.” – Wittgenstein To make up...