Alone

All men’s miseries derive from not being able to sit in a quiet room alone.

Blaise Pascal

I never said, ‘I want to be alone.’ I only said, ‘I want to be left alone.’ There is all the difference.

Greta Garbo

The best part about being alone is that you really don’t have to answer to anybody. You do what you want.

Justin Timberlake

He who does not understand your silence will probably not understand your words.

Elbert Hubbard

Be the one who nurtures and builds. Be the one who has an understanding and a forgiving heart one who looks for the best in people. Leave people better than you found them.

Marvin J. Ashton

With all the noise, do we really see what’s going on? Does being with someone allow you to see things from a different perspective? Does sharing help? Do people relate or judge? Or do we allow people to manipulate us just to avoid confrontation? Alone the silence might become the monster that slowly climbs out and bites heads off . It can also be turned into the force for powerful and meaningful things.

The schedule of nightmare street

Once a favour, twice the work

Every day short an hour

Slowly creeping in the dark

A schedule from a far.

Code spinning and mind crying

Designing however trying.

In the night whining

Of people defying.

The code grows

It’s all terrifying.

Spider Sense, creeping and crawling, no more ignoring

What lies deep under the covers

Hidden underneath

my ears burst with disbelief


I get these flicks of concern

A sense of lying at every turn

I listen and sometimes the words seem unreal


Then the face reveals

A smirk and eye roll goes

Silently waiting for a better sign


My intuition tells no lies

Sensing a demise

Karma’s debt of affliction

I had a compromise


Ever knowing and learning

Whatever in the future lies

A crawling surprise