“True invitations... which are invitations that you can always reject by kindly saying: “No, thank you.”, and there’s no punishment or retaliation of any kind for not having accepted. If there’s punishment, then it wasn’t a true invitation, it was hiding a request or a demand that brings distortion to the spirit of the potential... Continue Reading →
Skeleton keys, lucid dreams, visions of you moving in and out of scenes. Perpetual wonder, “What the fuck does it mean?”. An REM cocktail mixed with an apocalyptic theme.
Every morning at first light he greets her. Every night she is the last thing he sees below the glow of the moon. Together they weather every storm. Their branches do not touch but beneath the surface their roots have become entwined with time. No matter how much they grow in either direction, the depth... Continue Reading →
There was an explosion and the earth parted. You stood on one side, I was on the other. The distance between us was so great, for a while, we gave up and retreated to our respective sides of the world. Occasionally we would argue about who caused the explosion... why I was to blame,... Continue Reading →
"Science, if it is to be redintegrated should primarily not be limited, and thus be fearless. Any conditional limitation will be an evidence of mediocrity, and thus will become an unconquerable obstacle on the path of achievement.”
It's like subtle disapproval and it can be so subtle that it's hard to pin point exactly what it is that feels so slimy.
The first time I met with my therapist he was telling me that because of my upbringing, I have been in fight or flight mode for most of my life. I was devastated by this and because of that I started feeling awkward. So what did I do? I BURST INTO SONG. Should I Stay... Continue Reading →
Meet Britain. Britain is my little. He's been on this earth 3 years but his soul is likely older than mine. Baths are one of the things Britain and I have done together since he was a wee little man. I could always calm him if I nursed him in the bathtub and when I... Continue Reading →