Broken Lies & Kintsugi Truths

By A.M WOLF

This poetic allegory originally commenced some ten odd years ago(at the time of this books original publication). A number of experiences, observations, & relization are presented here in. There are some slightly dark or challenging elements & themes that certain types of  subjective sensitivities might struggle with or be triggered by. Also within this piece are some potentially uplifting, illuminating, & at times even humorous areas of consideration, depending upon the character, of the reader. Though everything within this poetic allegory is at least based upon personally lived events of the Author these poems & passages are largely ment to be  universal vessels fashioned to reflect an interpretation of some of what we have experienced- beyond simply just me...

-A.M. Wolf

• Language: English
• Publisher: A.M WOLF
• Release date: Jun 11, 2024
• ISBN: 9798218450496

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BROKEN LIES & KINTSUGI TRUTHS

First edition. June 11, 2024.

Copyright © 2024 A.M WOLF.

ISBN: 979-8218450496

Written by A.M WOLF.

BROKEN LIES! & (KINTSUGI TRUTHS)

AN ARTIST JOURNEY AND POETIC ALLEGORY

By: A. M WOLF

More than religion cast a shadow, in order to think outside of the box, one must 1st know what box one is in….

[ TRIGGER WARNINGS]

This was suggested by a proofreader in early 2024, some of these poems originate before 2014, this is the general warning for all following passages.

This is for what me, myself, I, My and you,&  ‘they’, have been through, this is  not only an expression of self, this is what , We & I have been through, evaluate & protect yourself.

Table of contents

Introduction: Hello there.

Thankful regards

1st Intermission Quote

Orientation: Kaiju no Kanjo: The suffering mind

Lone Candle

1st Whisper

My anxiety

Greetings

Friendly Echoes

Every night, Requiem

Depths

Black Poet

Howard’s Voice

Burns on My Hand

That Angry Man

Untitled: #7-A

Stolen

Also stolen

Representative Red Rain

2ND Intermission Quote

Orientation: Kaiju no Shiko: The Original Mind

The Boogie Man

Untitled #2

Life is This

Anthropromorphosaurus Ontologicus

Intervening Animal House

!!ARTIST!!

Cover Words

Wolf in you Dreams

To some good girls, in a weird world

The Tears of time

Untitled #5

I am,

Ancient Patient Pride

Frozen Wolf

GOOD S.h.i.t BAD S.h.i.t

Final intermission Quote

Orientation: WU SHIN: ENTERING HIGHER MIND

Big Burp

See for one’s self

History Mighty Mystery

RED INK, BLACK INK, ONE TABLE

Big Shadow

A funny thing

The intellectual Bank

The oddest modest echo

A Statement

Anubis Buddha

Strangely normal, normally strange

Unspeakable One

Free Wolf

Untitled: Know

I AM FIRE

|OUR|

Clerical Clarity

Clean up

Trees Teach

Trees Leaves & the Forest

ELDER BURP

somewhere

Ponder Paths, Beyond Yonder

The Mountain

PATH

Race

Personal Quotes

After this

Travelers view

INTRODUCTION: ‘Hello there.’

From late 2011 until sometime in the 2020’s, I unknowing embarked on a type of journey that would forever change my life and perspective of life. It would have taken far too long and been less impactful to read had I only recounted my literal experiences, in some type vagabond memoir. Here within my work I’m sharing my souls journey over the past seven years or eventually more. I decided a while ago to focus less on the exact events, locations, persons, and  countless details and more on  the emotions, thoughts, and phenomena, that I experienced. While it is true that journeys require events and locations, it is also true that journeys provide experiences & lessons, miles, and miles, and miles, & hours, and hours, and hours of lessons.

So, now I am not only able to finally express that what has been so unknown about my life to those who know or knew me, as well as those who simply saw me as I passed by or through. I now present my Journey, my allegory, from Broken lies into Kitsugi truths.

For most it seems, for only a short time, the vast desires and dreamy things are given like gifts. The compassion or cruelty of childhood, is ones first kiss.

Eventually for most, the distance from those desires and dreamy things increases, seemly exponentially. The hungers are infinite, legendary, if not infamous.

Finally, for a sum of some, the acceptance and application, of the following statements, are to come.

Learn and know, that to get the desires and dreamy things; to really get them! One must take them, yet there is a limitation of wise ways to take. Ways that will not find(see) you taken away, regretfully, restlessly, or wretchedly, by the gross gobbling goblins of indifference, hate, & mistakes.

One Kintsugi truth is this, compose, organize, mend, mold, make, hone yourself, & select your path and take-action.

Thankful regards

There are a number people That would like to thank, yet I'm a bit concerned about time & privacy, that's a sly way to say, I'm a bit paranoid about myriad of silly and real things, so buckle up. If you see something say something to someone.

I want to 1stly thank you & you, I'm not sure if or when you'll ever read this, just know your emblematic to me, in a number ways, and you were there for me how you could, and in a weird  world  such as this that's more than a lot of people get & I genuinely appreciate it; forever and always.

Like wise, I want to thank you unfortunately or appropriately enough I don't know as much about you- your past, your life & your views, as I wanted to- though I thinks clear by now that's old news.

None the less, let's just say it's for the best, & justly leave the rest to rest. Also thank you for teaching how to ride that bike. Thank you for my 1st tablet & that sagely advice I'm getting better at both. Thanks for actually calling me when you had been drinking, I genuinely think you at least tried to be there. Concerning you lovely ladies & gentleman, in the grand course of course of time, those moments were but a short while, and the major majority of those memories evoke a lovely tear or a  wistful smile, far from a crocodile.

I wanna thank some of ya'll, those times shared times were pretty good... though they could of way better- much like thee current century & this mysterious new millennia. cheers to you & your respective sections, be they far removed, somewhat near, or virtually the same. ma-satch-mi-shu.

To about 93% of every teacher & instructor I've ever had, I thank all of you from before the time I could ride a bike to when I needed a DD to get home sometimes. Also a special thanks to every ART Teachers & every English Teacher, you got through, you know it's -all Good and a very honorable mention to my math teachers, pretty close 'almost almost'- thanks.

Thanks for keeping in touch all these years, most didn't, many blessings to you & yours- believe  ya'll could of went anywhere, I respect you a bit more, because you choose to not chase all that this weird world can do, A1 & 1A.

Additionally & rather loudly! To everyone I'm good & or