Finding your way back to the truth can be a tumultuous journey. It often feels like you’re searching for something that can never be found, never really plant its roots and evade you at every opportunity.
Something about me misses the desolate isolation of that city, the way it demanded absolutely nothing of me. Even the sun shone like it didn’t belong, forever cowered behind an iron community of clouds. Between those city lines, right off Bland and Jefferson, I found an existential bliss in my torment. No part of me […]
Doing what is best for yourself, will never be the best version of the story for anyone else. My life has never been my own and due to the fact, my future is tied up in everyone else. What’s fucked up, is the moment you begin to free yourself from the confinement of everyone else’s […]
I think we must have confused who one another was during our first meeting. Your need for freedom seemed to match my passion for death, but consequently, they don’t mix. To be physically free requires life, and well quite frankly while my love for death is freedom, it demands an absence of actualization you weren’t […]
My spirit is extremely sensitive to the vibrations and atmospheric waves it comes into contact with. I have to be careful, more than others, not to expose my spirit to realities that are more destructive than healing. People whose intentions are more suffocating than self-sacrificing. I once peered a photo and housed its evil. The […]