everybody remembered together

Posted in hard lines., soliloquy for one on March 16, 2026 by gary j

We were people of a time, huddled, a ball of feathers

information is a hammer, wielded by that other half

it takes generations to hit feathers with a hammer any distance

this is the longest game anyone knows, longer than anything

and the audience must neither breathe nor move in silence

nothing but neutrinos passing through on some rarefied mission

or angels’ breath that causes havoc or escape depending.

peace. love. respect.

no matter the question

Posted in hard lines., soliloquy for one on March 14, 2026 by gary j

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translation:

It is like everybody must in their heart

must be wishing for the same things as you

but i know nothing am unworthy

because no answer comes.

peace. love. respect.

one at a time

Posted in hard lines., soliloquy for one on March 13, 2026 by gary j

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i have seen them dance in a gentle breeze till out of sight

now and then one just appears and travels past

gentle is the miracle walks right up to your eyes quietly

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one feather alone

floats away

whole plumage changing.

peace. love. respect.

pellucid snow over Jerusalem, Iran.

Posted in hard lines., soliloquy for one on March 12, 2026 by gary j

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Feathers, over Dome of the Rock, over Tehran

in pillows dreamed upon tonight

birds change them all twice a year

some stick to angels

others just float away.

peace. love. respect.

equality

Posted in hard lines., soliloquy for one on March 11, 2026 by gary j

Loneliness of the soul

small part, universal theatre

god must be just as lonely too

attraction and separation

making out clouds disappear

just because you looked at them.

peace. love. respect.

je ne sais quoi.

Posted in hard lines., soliloquy for one on March 10, 2026 by gary j

Toy soldiers for little boys

baby doll for little girl

marching to war and ballerinas on stage

now you see it now you don’t

our relationships with animals

animals relationship with the universe

getting wet, being hungry, run from fire, threats

here we are now, entertain us

small outposts here and there

a middleman who performs public service for god

from the towers of Babel

to the waters of Babylon.

~

Soldats jouets pour les petits garçons

poupée pour petite fille

marchant à la guerre et ballerines sur scène

maintenant tu le vois maintenant tu ne le vois plus

nos relations avec les animaux

relation des animaux avec l’univers

être mouillé, avoir faim, fuir le feu, les menaces

nous voici maintenant, divertissez-nous

petits avant-postes ici et là

un intermédiaire qui rend un service public pour Dieu

des tours de Babel

aux eaux de Babylone.

peace. love. respect.

because it does not matter

Posted in hard lines., soliloquy for one on March 8, 2026 by gary j

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Umbilical stethoscope, dust chance and perfection

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Solar system, Galaxy, Universe

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In the name of their gods, armies, weapons, eternal game

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military industrial religious factory with a fat controller

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blindfolded at a table. There are things, pick up the true one

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and perfection remained the same.

peace. love. respect.

the not force

Posted in hard lines., soliloquy for one on March 6, 2026 by gary j

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How every moment and the next

embraced embalmed entombed lovers

as though everything is immortal exactly now

right here right now, brick wall, face.

How the highest ground said

you can only see to the horizon though

and those diamonds were soft as water

evidence of a dream

they had your fingerprints all over them.

peace. love. respect.

piece of mind.

Posted in hard lines., soliloquy for one on March 5, 2026 by gary j

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Black gesso, white housepaint.1mx1.2m. Wanting to give something.

Here the artist has to struggle with silence, solitude and meditation

an escape from, a mea culpa for survival a creative indulgence

ancient galleries, wanting to give something everyone already has

deeply felt cathartic tears, water of life, peace of mind.

peace. love. respect.

lullaby for a planet

Posted in hard lines., soliloquy for one on March 3, 2026 by gary j

Sing a song about what it means

because it has to mean something

when nothing is everything

and everything is nothing.

peace. love. respect.

here we go again

Posted in hard lines., soliloquy for one on March 1, 2026 by gary j

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No one cares what you believe

just consume, watch and be told

run to the shadows

everyone watching the cave wall

no one turns to watch the projector.

peace. love. respect.

they say it’s the mouth

Posted in hard lines., soliloquy for one on February 26, 2026 by gary j

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For poets words are from the heart

politicians mostly from the arse

billionaires speak with gold and things

churches speak from collection boxes

ordinary people speak honest truths

like out of the mouths of babies

science speaks with blind authority

angels don’t really speak at all

everyone listens to their own silent gods.

peace. love. respect.

god in ripple soles.

Posted in hard lines., soliloquy for one on February 24, 2026 by gary j
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i am an ant

survival then is a 50\50 chance

in the meantime

peace, love, respect.

civilization as a small death by ennui.

Posted in hard lines., soliloquy for one on February 23, 2026 by gary j

click see.

Evolution of a drawing

thoughts strive to represent a reality

a surface must be prepared

space time and relativity

slowly a picture emerges

eventually a creator has to ask

all living things

what do you see…

peace. love. respect.

the flock eternal

Posted in hard lines., soliloquy for one on February 22, 2026 by gary j

Constant dependable rhythm

when temples painted

blood and tears a story told

how it never changed, never changed.

peace. love. respect.

Spy, in the house of love.

Posted in hard lines., soliloquy for one on February 19, 2026 by gary j

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True evil requires the collaboration of men.

Thanks for watching.

peace. love. respect.

a mote in god’s eye

Posted in hard lines., soliloquy for one on February 17, 2026 by gary j

past modernist

Attention spans the distance between advertisements

physics taught dark matter, dark energy and inflation

ancient alchemists roll their eyes

from the grave the grave

generations X, Y, Z to the stars

the cat was dead is dead

everything changes but nothing changed.

peace. love. respect.

world of lonely crowds

Posted in hard lines., soliloquy for one on February 13, 2026 by gary j

How the Mother of all things

loves the saint and sinner both

from where all paths lead

where all the injustice and greed become

mere individual obstacles, one at a time

alembic step by step where guidance

one heart at a time must walk alone.

peace. love. respect.

everything is on the edge

Posted in hard lines., soliloquy for one on February 9, 2026 by gary j

My life as a piece of string

always running away

always running towards

and the finish line

runs exactly fast as i can.

peace. love. respect.

hive mind. like it always was

Posted in funk you very much, hard lines., post modernism, soliloquy for one, solipsism, SYZYGY. on February 7, 2026 by gary j

Drone. Male of honey-bee, which does not work in hive but may impregnate queen.

idler, remotely controlled pilotless aircraft or missile.

An unidentified aerial phenomenon.

the truth is out there.

Posted in hard lines., soliloquy for one on February 5, 2026 by gary j

Thankyou to Stanley Maruda. here: wartowierzycsg.wordpress.com

peace. love. respect.

a rich diet.

Posted in funk you very much, hard lines., soliloquy for one on February 3, 2026 by gary j

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and the Whirlwind.

Posted in hard lines., soliloquy for one on January 31, 2026 by gary j

Mother of Mothers.

Gives birth, lays eggs, spores, buds on branches

is in hearts, in minds, in intentions

all things to all men, woman

a thought, a dream, a memory

an act of empathy or compassion

answer to questions never asked

all things equally shine in her eyes.

peace. love. respect.

found or lost or found then lost.

Posted in hard lines., soliloquy for one on January 29, 2026 by gary j

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Did you see what a discombobulator did to Buggs Bunny

Plato from some great beyond, i hear you laughing

Mother of all things, why Buggs Bunny

Her breath is all speaking invisibility cloaked loudly

in black and white, how many hands make light make light…

She glows like the sun in a dream, any light in a storm

She said, everyone wanted everything

but no one asked

what was the right thing to do, at the right time.

peace. love. respect.

~

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