Word Knows All

Word is the source

For all of the words

Word is the art

In the artist

Word is the paint

In the painter

Word is the business

In the business owner

Word is the truck

In the truck driver

Word is the dance

In the dancer

Word is the me

In all meanings

Word is the I

In the individual

Word is the perception

In the perceived separation

So that the I (you and me)

Can understand Word

Always evolving as a whole

Never beginning

Never ending


If infinity expands

Into the infinite

Isn’t it already infinite ?


“The Word already existed.
The Word was with God, and the Word was God.”

John 1:1 




Word is the infinite

In infinity mirrors

Word is the wasted

In wasted years



“Wasted Years”

– Iron Maiden


“From the coast of gold across the seven seas
I’m travellin’ on far and wide
But now it seems
I’m just a stranger to myself
And all the things I sometimes do
It isn’t me but someone else

I close my eyes, and think of home
Another city goes by in the night
Ain’t it funny how it is
You never miss it ’til it’s gone away
And my heart is lying there
And will be ’til my dying day

So understand
Don’t waste your time always searching for those wasted years
Face up… make your stand
And realise you’re living in the golden years

Too much time on my hands, I got you on my mind
Can’t ease this pain so easily
When you can’t find the words to say
It’s hard to make it through another day
And it makes me wanna cry
And throw my hands up to the sky

So understand
Don’t waste your time always searching for those wasted years
Face up… make your stand
And realise you’re living in the golden years”


– Iron Maiden