Justin Wetch

“That’s what comes of overthinking things. On a more pragmatic level, we do things simply because we do them. I wrote this book because I couldn’t not write it. To stop myself from creating art would be as absurd as changing my personality and mannerisms entirely to become a wholly different person.”
― Justin Wetch, Bending The Universe

“A fire burns in the evening sky
Breaking like an egg in a pan
A sea of yellowish orange spreads
In accordance with divine plan. 

Vibrant paint drips to the edge
Of ashen clouds drifting past
The sun is a messy painter
Every brush stroke massive and vast.

The clouds are like matches
Starting as fiery flame
Then fading to ashes 
A burning passion, tamed. 

The red, orange, yellow leaves
On the ground in this season
Reflect the colors of the sky, and
The sunlight that used to feed them. 

A September sunset beaming 
Down as a sailor's last call
A herald for the coming winter
A message, enjoy the fleeting fall. ”
― Justin Wetch, Bending The Universe

“I often wonder and imagine
What lies just beyond the fringe
Of the human experience;
What is it that we do not see?”
― Justin Wetch, Bending The Universe

“Every breath we take from the air
Takes oxygen from an insect’s lungs mid-prayer
And every exhalation does loudly declare
That in the currency of life, we’re millionaires.

A butterfly flapped it’s wings and Rome fell
A passerby’s whistle cracked the liberty bell
And I dare urge the daring not to yell
Lest we so bid a skyscraper a rough farewell.

A snake’s tongue slithered and man did sin
Let me tell you how the waves from a shark’s fin
Did set the tides on D-Day and let the allies win;
Chance and destiny are identical twins.

A word was spoken and the earth created
Another phrase and the future was dictated
And so every action must be carefully weighted
We just never know how things are interrelated.”
― Justin Wetch, Bending The Universe