Scene: Three happy youth driving back from a Baha’i event. Shannon is driving, Sholeh is in the passenger seat, Lev is in the back, leaning back with his eyes closed. Sholeh: Lev, do deer make noise? *long pause* Lev: Only…
Month: October 2003
The words can’t escape my lips I can’t express the single horrible enormity of it I have no knowledge of misfortune only words voiced by haunted souls like the sickening caress twisting a manipulation of dependency Paralyzed I stand by…
“Don’t be fooled by the rocks that you got, she’s still, she’s still Sholeh from the BLOG. :-P” – Jeremy Thanks, Jer. Like I need more references to J-Lo. heh. 🙂 My train stop: The House of Worship at night.
I am revived I thought I had been inspired But that was nothing compared to this My soul is on fire The flames fed through indecipherable means I’ve never asked why I was given this gift Never had to search…
Something about home never changes. Even though I love Chicago, the suburbs somehow welcome me back every time I come. Tonight is windy, cold, and raining, but the lights in the little downtown were bright and everyone was as superficial…
Edited: Make not your dreams the hidden ways instead show me the path your dreams would take dark eyes the doors to your cryptic mind dark words the barrier to their lies it isn’t enough to merely live to bring…
“It behoveth him who is a wayfarer in the path of God and a wanderer in His way to detach himself from all who are in the heavens and on the earth. He must renounce all save God, that perchance…