http://slow.writerscafe.org/SeanErik The original writings of author SeanErik en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776076904 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Getting drunk and writing as many pages as i can http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SeanErik/1354585/ My yellow belly is beating http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SeanErik/1272124/ “Femme” First Draft By Sean Carroll Proposal: The intertwining lives of a cities youth and the place that brought them together. 200 cigarettes meets Get Him to the Greek http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SeanErik/1271817/ I feel this world too muchor rather It feels meacutelyand there is so much of ItWhen I see a woman walk byon the beachI see the world in herHer eyes are the oceanI feel too much of this worldor rather it feels meacutelyand there is so much of It http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SeanErik/1252439/ I saw an old bum haggered from the sunI felt respectsome kind of crazy wisdom keeps himalivethere's a grit inside of him that makeshis heart still tick despite the plighthes existing insleeping in stain vomiting sewersreeking gutters acid rainwhat saintly soul is his having beend.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SeanErik/1252433/ Whither goes theextinguished flame?  It seems to go up, and out. All that's left areheaps of ash and a fading warmth left behind. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SeanErik/1252431/ Love is lightLove is a quantum leapfelt through all perceptual boundarieswith deep kinetic rootsextending throughout the very depths ofthe multiversethat exists deep within the silent coreof your fiery heart http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SeanErik/1252429/ In a made up mind coincidence becomes synchronization. This is only useful to the self who's soul continuallyspirals skyward. (Righteous nous)You'll become a bridge for the bizarreYou'll take blind steps in the darkYou'll become intimately engaged in agame reserved only for the rationally.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SeanErik/1252427/ Mankind's Secret UnkemptIn a great unveiling I learned mewhat a washonce you know yourself you know allthingsa point where intellect intersectswisdomorman intersects GodA gift wrapped so intently once youknow its contents you'll begin adoring the discardedpackaging http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SeanErik/1252423/ Have you ever sat and watched the chimove about a room? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SeanErik/1252422/ It saddens me because I cannot seepeople as I once didSingularas they would preferinstead I see everything in their Ocean Eyesall the worlds love beating in theirheartGrace in their hips http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SeanErik/1252421/ Your armored heart hardens with eachhard winterhuddled beneath a willow, weepingthe last green leaf of an autumn treeshivers before falling freehow could I keep you?The world wouldn't get to meet youIt would be like denying them thesunshineBe freepleaselaugh easilybut don't t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SeanErik/1252420/ "edifying thoughts of a tobacco smoker" http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SeanErik/1247785/