Posts by Daniel Molloy
Friends, do any of you know how I can make a living by truly
Friends, do any of you know how I can make a living by truly living? Heres what I want to do most of all, which is exactly what I am most endowed to ...
Friends, do any of you know how I can make a living by truly living? Heres what I want to do most of all, which is exactly what I am most endowed to ...
Let me give you more love than you can handle, so that I
can
Let me give you more love than you can handle, so that I can help you hold it. And you can help me hold what Ive been given. And then we might jus...
Let me give you more love than you can handle, so that I can help you hold it. And you can help me hold what Ive been given. And then we might jus...
Loneliness is not the reason to start a village. Being together
Loneliness is not the reason to start a village. Being together does not extinguish the longing nor does it feed the desire to have your loneliness en...
Loneliness is not the reason to start a village. Being together does not extinguish the longing nor does it feed the desire to have your loneliness en...
I AM ANCIENT I AM
My name is Danniyel Ó Maolmhuaidh.
I AM ANCIENT I AM My name is Danniyel Ó Maolmhuaidh. Danniyel Ó Maolmhuaidh—I allow myself to say this aloud. Now thats the sound of a volcano...
I AM ANCIENT I AM My name is Danniyel Ó Maolmhuaidh. Danniyel Ó Maolmhuaidh—I allow myself to say this aloud. Now thats the sound of a volcano...
Hey Bible. Hey Judeo-Christian inheritance of which I am a part.
Hey Bible. Hey Judeo-Christian inheritance of which I am a part. Which lives in the marrow of these my bones, resounds its song in the hollows of this...
Hey Bible. Hey Judeo-Christian inheritance of which I am a part. Which lives in the marrow of these my bones, resounds its song in the hollows of this...
The face, the poetry
of a young man allowing
himself
The face, the poetry of a young man allowing himself broken-open, light-filled. So hold the light hold the light light beings and dream of heart fir...
The face, the poetry of a young man allowing himself broken-open, light-filled. So hold the light hold the light light beings and dream of heart fir...
Photos from the post-funeral poem ceremony - for Merlin, Madhu,
Photos from the post-funeral poem ceremony - for Merlin, Madhu, and Eleanor. MERLIN, YESTERDAY - A BURIAL SONG I wish I took that photograph. I wis...
Photos from the post-funeral poem ceremony - for Merlin, Madhu, and Eleanor. MERLIN, YESTERDAY - A BURIAL SONG I wish I took that photograph. I wis...
Dear friends, relatives, members of all the beautiful families of
Dear friends, relatives, members of all the beautiful families of which I am a part, The time has come for me to begin to introduce to you a project ...
Dear friends, relatives, members of all the beautiful families of which I am a part, The time has come for me to begin to introduce to you a project ...