#nest magic

[mina-ret-blog]

masks

i could have been someone else

if only I'd seen the gate

they told me that this planet was a loss

that one day it would suffocate

now, i could have missed the point

i could have drowned back there

but something spun me back into view

something out of place

mind terrified on the rocks

as if someone's there with me

here i stand with nothing at all

yet witness to everything

and i know that you see the road in view

and i notice so damn much

but time is overwhelming

and this thought pattern

just can't keep just can't keep just can't keep up

i could have been someone else

i could have drowned back there

this thought is bound to fall on me

crush me in my sleep

so I'm not having it

won't let my mind control me

[mina-ret-blog]

From 'Nest Magic', coming out on October 15th.

[mina-ret-blog]

Towards Nest Magic

I'm an ego living in a place some call "Vancouver Island", in a time called, by those same folk, "2013".  Those labels seem hollow to me; incapable of grasping at the reality, but they'll do as identifiers.  To more than me, I live in a place called "here" and in a time called "now", and any more specificity would be uninformed embellishment. I was born with the name Brian, and you can call me that if you'd like.  Any word will do, I don't mind.  I've taken a particular fancy to the designator minaret, specifically split in two as mina and ret.  Perhaps this aesthetic choice indicates something about me, according to your own schema.

I'm interested by most things.  What I'm not interested by, I've not encountered.  If I have a philosophy, it is a curious, unnameable amalgamation.  The spectrum of possibility and its myriad eccentricities is my god, and life is the thing I strive to live. The way things go, this introduction will probably be the last thing you read on this page, if you read it at all.  You've reached one extreme of  its temporal breadth.  Visit again to approach the other. Positive vibes, reader, and much love.