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Wednesday, July 5, 2006
Groundling

I learned to do some amazing juggling tricks in my life without even knowing I was doing it. Some wonder at my mercurial changes in nature and think that I had no strength or willpower. I even began to beleive them because I could not see my own amazing feats for I was far to busy achieving them.

Now that I have grown tired and sore from my activities, I can see the amazing things I was doing at my own expense. They did not seem amazing then because, when your foundation is built on a log tossed in a stormy sea,you just naturally learn to juggle everything to keep it from falling in.

Posted by Rob Garbin 2006-07-05 00:42:38


Monday, May 29, 2006
Stubborn

Mountains of ideas ooze over his spark miring him with their pitious wails of "Don't leave me unfinished! For the love of God, don't abandon me!" The gale force winds of responsibilities smash headlong into him causing his footing to become unsound and his ears are wrapped in the bluster of demands beyond reason. He stumbles on like a drunk on a week long binge.

Fears of rejection clutter his pathway like decaying refuse clinging to his world weary feet as they moan of embarashment and lost trust. Sagging his head he trudges on. Cataclysmic changesin his reality shake the very ground he treads. The reverberating rumblesrattle his bodysaying that there will be more. He stumbles and barks his shin on the torn and rusted metal of lost dreams while he scorches his hands on burning regrets.

Now walking with a limp, he sucks air into his laboring lungs and continues on. What else is there to do? He is either to stubborn or to dumb to give up. Somewhere deepdown in the lowest most hidden reaches of his being he realizes that, if he would just let go of all of this crap,he would be walking in green pastures holding alovingwoman's hand. Butto do that is to journey into the unknown, to lose control. So he tries to smile like he means it and wraps the coat of his pain tighter around himself,staggering on.

Posted by Rob Garbin 2006-05-29 22:19:58


Sunday, April 16, 2006
Practicing prose again

My soul shrinks from the pain as my heart is blanched porcelain white from the sorrows I have seen in this world. Ill made, I am,to bear the burdens I have seen for I was granted only an inlet and no release. Oh, how I envy those who can shout at the wind and be cleansed.

The ugliness festers within my body seeking escape thourgh the sour acids churned daily in my stomach andmuscle tensions that bind my movement as if I were arthritic. How I long to drench my soul under a refreshing waterall or be massaged by a gentle breeze. These are but blurred images from a childhood drowned under the sorrows of the world.

Posted by Rob Garbin 2006-04-16 03:25:11


Sunday, April 16, 2006
Sleepless Thoughts

My dreams of sleep careen aimlessly inside a maelstrom of my own making. My mind is tossed from one thought to another on the tugid surface of my psyche as inner demons circle underneath waiting to prey on my vunerable soul. I struggle to find a calm eddy to rest my weary spirit but see only jagged coral reefs waiting to beach my soul.

Posted by Rob Garbin 2006-04-16 03:22:37


Monday, January 2, 2006
Passions of the Quiet

The sun shines on the calm surface of the rocky crags of a beautiful mountain, which has endured eons of unchanging existence. At least that is how it seems. When one looks closer, they see areas where titanicunderground forces have pushed up small humocks of ground. Small deformations being the sole identifiers of the collossalenergies spent at the base of the tons ofrock and earth that is the mountain. To the untrained eye, all is tranquil and serene, but to aknowledgeable viewer, the play of the titanic forces is writtenupon the face of the brooding monolith. Much the same as the smalltimid actions of those quiet people whomconceal vast oceans of passionate emotions and dreams withenergy equal to anytsunami. And like thetsunami, unless you are close to the shore, you will only see a small change in the ocean.

Posted by Rob Garbin 2006-01-02 22:45:49


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