In this place the landscape is alive. When I say alive I don’t mean animated but merely metaphorically personified. The landscape is the focal point here. I find myself travelling internally, leaving my vessel where it may be and my mind travels somewhere else in search. The desert. Black sky, white sand, black torn shawlContinue reading “Emotional Nomad”
Only the rain spake as we held hands into oblivion. The walk home was quiet and I felt so rooted within myself. No false stimulation, no forced interaction. Just me with you. Oh how I wished I could have stayed out there forever. Listening to your voice. What do you sound like, only I know.Continue reading “Speak to Me.”
I forgive you for the abuse you put me through. Perhaps you needed to know what it was like. Sometimes Pain has a way of teaching more than pleasure ever could. You know I could never be mad at you. I may yell at you or be stern with you but thats only because IContinue reading “A Letter of Apology To Myself”
I only want peace ,love and prosperity for everyone. We can do this together.
So this piece is called “Twoism” only because im listening to that song by “Boards Of Canada.” It ties in with what I have to say anyway so screw it, right? A lot of thought has gone into what I will make of myself in the future. I’m not scared or nervous for the future,Continue reading “Twoism”
Word of advice: Don’t play “Ninja Revenge” and listen to depressing music before you go to bed at 3am or else this happens…Enjoy. I was with Danielle on the seven train, she was wearing her black and white stripped shirt with her puffs in her hair. She fell asleep but I was sitting across fromContinue reading “Ridiculous Dream!”
This is a True Story Out of all my friends, I get the least ass, That’s okay. I know now that it’s okay but if you asked my younger self, He’d probably tell you to fuck off. But the thing I know about my younger self and my current self is that we both loveContinue reading “Intimacy and It’s language.”
I just quit smoking weed. Actually thats a lie I quit a week ago but I’ve smoked three times this week since my quitting. Funny. Lately, Ive been feeling this overwhelming feel of desire and passion and love. It’s been burrowing inside of me like a worm trying to find warmth in the earth. IContinue reading “Something Passionate”