Chakra – G. Paul Randall (Starfish Sutra) The Wheel Behold the wheel as motion incarnate. Inventor of the metaphor. Roundation is its pride, spokes the whispering of its ministers, its axle the secret grief. Turning until the grease dries up, then burning. A mechanism, its gears a-turning. In thinking, wheels turning, turning. Spheres of influence, around, around. Circles have no need of ground.Continue reading “Chakra – G. Paul Randall (Starfish Sutra)”

The Economy and Me – G.Paul Randall (Starfish Sutra)

It’s a burden we all lug around, yetimaginary so it’s weightless, and heldoh so fast, so it fetters and constrains. It is universally agreed upon as necessaryby those who control it, and by those who can findno alternative but to participate in it. Unspeakably cruel to those who cannotor will not apply themselves to itsContinue reading “The Economy and Me – G.Paul Randall (Starfish Sutra)”

Serpentine – G. Paul Randall (Starfish Sutra)

Not dapper, not dishevellednewspaper under arm, he fits right ina dog pauses to sniff his heeland registers no concern There is a long meandering esplanadevendors, walkers, lunching networkerssomeone is feeding pigeonsas readers lose themselves in books There is no choice, no selection If there was intent there would bemotivation, and in that, a vector toContinue reading “Serpentine – G. Paul Randall (Starfish Sutra)”