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Not Here

 

 

There’s courage involved if you want

to become truth. There is a broken-

 

open place in a lover. Where are

those qualities of bravery and sharp

 

compassion in this group? What’s the

use of old and frozen thought? I want

 

a howling hurt. This is not a treasury

where gold is stored; this is for copper.

 

We alchemists look for talent that

can heat up and change. Lukewarm

 

won’t do. Halfhearted holding back,

well-enough getting by? Not here.

 

From Soul of Rumi
by Coleman Barks

 

 

Featured Artist

Angela Mosley

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Angela Mosley is an artist, writer, cook and photographer, delivering an incredibly succinct story of survival in her first book, The Mechanics of Seduction and Death.  The Mechanics of Seduction and Death is her unique life’s perspective in three parts; a memoir, poetry & musing’s and lastly her photography.

While her story may seem tragic at first glance, her life perspective and direction is deepened with every heartbreaking event, turning tragedy into personal and spiritual growth, making it a point not to succumb to circumstances that were beyond her control.  She is zealous about protecting innocence and sees beauty in the most unlikely of places.

Her first love is writing, creating her first poem at the age of ten and showcasing some extraordinary pieces in her book.   Photography is her next love and she has become enamored with ambient night shooting of the moon and constellations.  A bit wild, a bit funny and sometimes a bit sad; she is a well rounded soul with a powerful message of hope while seeking happiness in the face of tragedy.   Angela is a research and information gatherer and writer with a love of life.

Windblown souls

by Angela Mosley

 

I’ve traversed this Universe with your soul in mind

I’ve felt your mouth firmly pressed, buried into mine

We’ve danced around a ring of fire

With wine soaked lips, our passion aspired

 

We breathe in dark places

Windblown souls with hollowed out faces

 

We know not of time

 

pictures by Angela Mosley

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2 Comments

  1. Wow! What a feast for the eyes, the heart, the Soul!! How do you find such exquisite videos??? And I love Baxter!

    • Thanks Michele! I find them from being inspired from you. Love you.

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