In a world gushing blood day and night, you never stop mopping up pain.
ABERJHANIIn a world gushing blood day and night, you never stop mopping up pain.
ABERJHANIThe Emancipation Proclamation…can remind us in 2013 of all the mistakes we never want to commit again but it can also motivate us to fulfill to an ever greater degree
ABERJHANII place my fingers upon these keys typing 2,000 dreams per minute and naked of spirit dance forth my cosmic vortex upon this crucifix called language.
ABERJHANIThe death of a dream can in fact serve as the vehicle that endows it with new form, with reinvigorated substance, a fresh flow of ideas, and splendidly revitalized color.
ABERJHANIWriting for me is a form of spiritual discipline and creative vision, a means of being in the world and giving one’s love to it without compromise or dilution.
ABERJHANIAn outrageous instinct to love and be loved blinded your arms to lines of propriety
ABERJHANIMade applicable to the present, and where visions shape the present into extraordinary possibilities for the future.
ABERJHANICareful studies of cases dealing with supposed ‘mental disorder’ have at times revealed that many thought to be insane or warped in some fashion were actually simply highly sensitive individuals.
ABERJHANIA horn of plenty spills from your hands into the starved lives of millions.
ABERJHANIAs a poet and to accept the fact that life had never given me any choice in the matter. And then I had to discover exactly what that meant.
ABERJHANIChristmas When Music Almost Killed the World
ABERJHANIMany people can rightfully claim, as much as anyone can rightfully claim anything, that much of their lives have been spent stumbling through a cloud of cluelessness.
ABERJHANIMany may very well continue to ask why more value is placed on technicalities of a law than on a man’s flesh and blood life, especially when there is any amount of “doubt” at all regarding his guilt or innocence.
ABERJHANIAt some point, a flash of sustained clarity reveals the difference between what someone would have you believe is true,
ABERJHANIThe rainbows that dangle upon this mist: shatter. Like the smile of a child separated from his mother’s milk for the very first time.from poem Blood and Blossoms
ABERJHANIThe definitive freedom-sustaining and life-enhancing principles of democracy in living action.
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