http://slow.writerscafe.org/AlchemiA The original writings of author Pema Dorje en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775985159 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 let us be this empty yearning together, this ancient ache of longing, the heart a compass, taking us where, Love is the goal, I'll meet you there http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AlchemiA/1917203/ for my MoM http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AlchemiA/546269/ light is the language of Star; Star is the language of night; and night is the feeling of ineffable space where the infinite writes insight http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AlchemiA/483571/ "We don�t see things as they are, we see them as we are." -- Anais Nin http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AlchemiA/476945/ "Don't tell me the moon is shining; show me the glint of light on broken glass." -- Anton Chekhov http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AlchemiA/445042/ Sic transit gloria mundi http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AlchemiA/422564/ : Dermatographic Urticaria http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AlchemiA/422028/ memory is like a moebious strip in that the act of remembering changes the memory, i.e., "A memory is only as real as the last time you remembered it. The more you remember something, the less accurate the memory becomes." Proust was a Neuroscientist by J http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AlchemiA/415807/ our heroes are conflictedhanging cross-wiseriddled with choicespock-marks on their skintopographically hardened bythe spirit of humanityfrom the instinctual urge to mergewith all its urgent need, the feast of senses, those vital moments in the grace of salt-sweatthe sticky sa.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AlchemiA/411332/ life is real, only then, when I am -- I write upon realities slippery surface with this my pensive pen, flowing into the resistance of existence - I ink therefore I am http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AlchemiA/408680/ Language is what leaks from the mind, the mind is what leaks from the brain, the brain is what leaks from the senses and the senses are leaking all the time; however the heart leaks into each other when overflowed with Love http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AlchemiA/407668/ our heroes are conflicted, hanging cross-wise ,riddled with choices, pock-marks on their skin, topographically hardened by the spirit of humanity http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AlchemiA/406887/ imagine cunning-less as the base of it, your wet with over-flowed inspirations blissinging up yur' 'lectrikly splined spine making you feel an infinite-in, outwardly sublime http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AlchemiA/403129/ in infinite darknessan ancient ache cried outfrom which came many tearsand so they becamelights in the firmament;stars in the night!from darkness comes lightand of the deeperfeather-weight luminance this loneliness is castto the edge of foreverin longing luminous swells.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AlchemiA/402669/  in our measure of time there are curious circles filling our days, numbered moments marked by the scars of transiting lights, heavens moguls of tribulation 'n plight, that give or take away -- the indifference of time that measures man, in cycles round 'bout heavens span, met.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AlchemiA/402276/ "The center is everywhere. Bent is the path of eternity." -- Nietzsche http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AlchemiA/401240/ the terrorism behind romance http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AlchemiA/400689/ the mobious reader 'n writer sees meme's 'n murmurs 'n twitters 'n tweets everywhere: a sort of ZeitGeistian serendipity http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AlchemiA/400272/ wherever you go, where you've been follows along http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AlchemiA/399236/ doubt is the heart killer http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AlchemiA/398996/ "And if you gaze for long into an abyss, the abyss gazes also into you." -- Friedrich Nietzsche http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AlchemiA/398471/ "The center is everywhere. Bent is the path of eternity." -- Nietzche http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AlchemiA/398297/ cool kanuk alternative hip-hop http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AlchemiA/395835/ rushing inference, imminent insightsuddenly its clear, a gut feelingswooning, reeling,cross-connected hemi-spheresyncopated, reverberated, totally aware open bi-ways, ahh blue-sky days, making up my mindsynapses shiver, axons quiver, dendrites deliver'lectrik-neurons fire sudden.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AlchemiA/391384/ before you forgot meI forgot youstopping for 'STOP LOSS'on this stage to stand alone persistent anonymouswe're almost there- ground zero -never out of position when so oftenthere isn't one we imagined we were at John 'n Yoko's MontrealBED-IN ~ "giving peace a .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AlchemiA/390562/ those dead-ends are just around the corner       where deep calls to deep,that infinite-in just beyond where we sleep,in that dream we don't have any names,no games, no blames, neither waxes nor wanes,no hell of flames, no self-deprecating shames,a pla.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AlchemiA/387740/ the hieroglyph of dread the streets begin to fill from an emptiness raging inside like a pendulum still swinging in this season meant for dust swept up with news of dread the brightest weren't the best they learnt to leave in a hurry with New York a lot colder closer than unfor.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AlchemiA/383326/ sHe rises 'n fallsin music madebreaths in 'n outexpands the shudder'til ceaseless contractions fade all things come 'n goin relation to each other our brightest 'n bestpaid to become like Gods in Egyptrewarded with our affectionsall of our most valuable artifactsu.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AlchemiA/381665/ I'm not after the ratings but rather the curious looks in the way that practical critique brooks -- a sort of gest-tickle-you're form of poetic imagery 'n dance with sonic 'n signals that NeuRomance http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AlchemiA/381500/ my granny died today http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AlchemiA/380408/ there's a hole in my head where the wounds of reason seep, alls gone 'n dead inside my head, what's left is dark 'n deep. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AlchemiA/365980/ rushing inference, imminent insightsuddenly its clear, a gut feelingswooning, reeling, cross-connected hemi-spheresyncopated, reverberated, totally awareopen bi-ways, ahh blue-sky days, making up my mindsynapses shiver, axons quiver, dendrites deliver'lectrik-neurons fire just i.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AlchemiA/360412/ collective nouns waddya call a group of ironic poets? a brood -- waddya call a group of absurdists? a happening -- http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AlchemiA/360411/ open heart http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AlchemiA/354661/ in sigh'd of me through the windy tree flow'd to the sea where you'll be http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AlchemiA/350159/ Here we are dancing while counting while singing a heart song called a Zykir making reflections so clear, we're turning, turning toward the infinite in, round about each other intensely disinterested, neither attracted nor repelled, falling for each other http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AlchemiA/334217/ for the EMO ones http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AlchemiA/333629/ -- from stars we come to stars we shall return, this ancient ache of longing urging us to burn, to shine on 'n on from inside out, where illumination is a fire without any doubt http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AlchemiA/333626/ 9 8 9 syllable count with 4 elements as strophes http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AlchemiA/327353/ so this is rapp'd as a solid lead on getting us through what wounded reason calls the burden of proof -- writeous -- it's my first Meti's rap song http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AlchemiA/319042/ the way of wordsfalls down unlearnttingling up my spine -- after wordsinside this box inside the boxoutside in speeding to your mind -- if heavens fuller brilliancecould reach your separate hellin words worked out of wordless irony within the sound without .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AlchemiA/316876/ Tuesday Lobsang Rampa madetea so his Third Eye could opento see dreams fortifying in aspiring heartsas they reach for the next beat in their comings and goingsSocrates played the lyre bybanging on the strings whilehumming and hawing about the trouble ofalways stressing and straining .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AlchemiA/305152/ not sung in fields of glorywhere blood fills the setting skywhere wretched men wail their storiesof why they'd in desperate honour dienor in glistening streamsrolling down ancient hills in forestswhere birds call in lonely nightsand dreams are the remains of the daynot even in th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AlchemiA/303101/ beauty is what our eyes see when beauty looks from inside out without a doubt: I see you are beautiful and see beauty too http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AlchemiA/297063/ the edges there where mind.body.soul merge and wrestle in sinusoidal waves of sea, sound and sight while walking that path of tessellating Moonlight -- http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AlchemiA/295197/  while my hand gently grazed over the papermy pen began to tremble        outside an empty car stole the silenceshooting lamps of red and whitethe horn bleating of theft when no one was there     to hear it  in my unfolding book .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AlchemiA/285998/ I wanted to let you know that I chose your poem, The Triumph of the Pen, for the Editor's Choice article in BudzusHammer. I thought it expressed what it means to be creative and inspired. I think you are a very gifted poet and I look forward to reading http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AlchemiA/285327/ atonement or a torment: let your walk do the talking http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AlchemiA/181182/ Jerry Whalley, Thank you for submitting your literary work to BudzusHammer Magazine.  Your submission "The Dream of Every Planet is to Become a Star" was selected to be published within our April/May Combo Issue. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/AlchemiA/172178/