David Muñoz

Joined November 2021

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I'm a recovering artist in Austin, Texas. Stoic student, mystic, writer, poet, guitarist, father, brother, son, friend. I am an eternal soul living a human experience. Part of that experience is working through my stuff by making art.

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To A Lover Unmet
I shall use your full first name even if you have a nickname, * because I want the unique vibration of every syllable,
By David Muñozabout a year ago in Poets
Stream of Consciousness
Breathing in, I know I am breathing in. Breathing out, I know I am breathing out. * The body relaxes, then the mind,
By David Muñozabout a year ago in Poets
The Feather. Top Story - September 2024.
I found a crow feather on the ground today, black as the ace of spades, a single solitary agent of flight. * I thought of you, that time you told me finding
By David Muñozabout a year ago in Poets
Love
I think when we are anxious, we are worried about Love. * We think we don’t have enough, aren’t worthy enough, aren’t capable enough,
By David Muñoz2 years ago in Poets
Enough
It’s not fair, how you hold me so casually in your palm, * forgetting I’m there as you go about your day. * Slipping me into your pocketbook
By David Muñoz2 years ago in Poets
Boisvert
She carries a spirit ancient as her name, eyes matching its meaning, a woman * of the woods, an evergreen, lanky as a
By David Muñoz2 years ago in Poets
Triad Awakening
Why does the serpent terrify you so much? Why do you imprint that ancient curse * conceived two thousand years ago,
By David Muñoz2 years ago in Poets
The Recurrences
My dreams are always non-descript, and I know even at that deep level of the mind what they're for: to help me work out some kind of confusion or error or pattern. Being as dreams are, they combine funhouse mirror imagery with ultravivid reality, distortions or incongruent patterns/conversations/scenarios with supersaturated color vignettes. I very rarely remember them when I awaken. All I usually recall is that they make my head spin.
By David Muñoz2 years ago in Journal
Autopsy of the Mind
It's 955 days into this journey now, 1.8 million words of contemplation that I may see my way clear of the ship-rope knot of old habits,
By David Muñoz2 years ago in Poets
Moments in Time
We have only moments in time. Past/future is projection; * wasted time/energy in hope or review. Only the present moment is real.
By David Muñoz2 years ago in Poets
Winds of Home
I remember the winds of home most of all, the constant breeze blowing in from the Gulf. They'd arise with the dawn, swirling and eddying throughout the day, forming dust devil vortices of the powder fine sand atop the loamy soil.
By David Muñoz2 years ago in Poets
Burning the Seeds of Karma
It’s a mishmash of feelings for me, this healing business. The feeling is the core of it, I understand that. * What the protector parts in me created to keep a
By David Muñoz2 years ago in Poets

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To A Lover Unmet

Stream of Consciousness

The Feather. Top Story - September 2024.

Love

Enough

Boisvert

Triad Awakening

The Recurrences

Autopsy of the Mind

Moments in Time

Winds of Home

Burning the Seeds of Karma

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