Metaphysics

METAPHYSICS: THE RELIGION OF TOMORROW
15.5.12

DOC‘S INTERVIEW WITH DR. PHIL VALENTINE

Res Ipsa Loquitur

WAKING LIFE
13.5.12

REVIEW BY: SASKIA CHANEL

"The idea is to remain in a state of constant departure while always arriving."

Waking Life is a provocative film that explores the intricate layers of dream life and human consciousness. Visually, it has the feel of an animated documentary with an open-ended plot that proves to climax full circle. A recommended watch for all those with an eye towards the unseen world.

Image courtesy of Fox Searchlight Pictures

UNTITLED
9.5.12

WRITER: TREVOR SHARPE

It‘s 4am in the morning. It seems as if time flies as we grow older.
Our roots have settled into routine. The life we‘ve already lived seems to be just a fleeting memory,
what has happened weeks ago is eroded by this ocean of life, smoothing out our rough edges and
taking us away on tides of time,
Is there any fruit that's been produced? Have I properly received this sunlight in such a way that I
can be nourished?
[nourished] In a way that I can spring with the season that
many say resembles love.
Are we in the time of strong winds?
with clear skies or is this just a cloudy day with humid rays?
The time is now, but
even now is too late, as it all passes away,
our
roots will dry soon, our legacy is temporal, Can we make this last?

Even Our will, will fade away like a faint memory our lives not even a title
on history.
My tears, they dry, leaving no trace except for small
remnants between my eyes, as I inhale, it all seems clear.

To earth we are of little significance but to God we are his creations,
radiating his magnificence, was it not his breath that was blown through our nostrils.
Our heart beats to the rhythm of angel wings fluttering on heaven‘s boulevards,
our existence all links back to one thing, our fingerprint just a trace of an immaculate Designer,
this mind just a fraction of the divine, and this rhyme is just a sample of His mastering of time.
This shine is nothing compared to the light which scatters darkness,
these wave ripple effects are so symmetrical, these grapes from the vine,
this love echoes bouncing from walls and into hearts,
this beauty,
this tree,
this life,
HIS ART