Go back to the mist from whence you came. Go back to that ancient realm where everything is energy and you are simply an unimagined dream; the non-existence before conception; merely potential, and nothing more. Go back to being what cannot touch me, what cannot thrill me, what cannot leave me, what cannot hurt me. … Continue reading go back to the mist
My two year old lost all his binkies today. I tried comforting him to sleep but it was just no use. He cried and cried and cried, and I felt it so deeply. This isn't about a piece of plastic and rubber. This is about my child's first real encounter with grief. His binky is … Continue reading deepest attachments
When the leftover light of sunset fades, the room takes on a translucent blue shade. Don't turn on the lamp, Let me linger in this lingering light before surrendering myself to the night. I don't want to miss this blueness, it speaks stillness to my soul, and for one fleeting moment in time I can … Continue reading Blueness
It feels as though someone reached inside my chest and ripped my heart out, and now my compass is gone and I feel so lost and empty. I wonder, however, if it was not my heart that was ripped out, but merely the casing it was in, and that my heart is still in here … Continue reading
Mellow living doesn't make great art. Blah blah, boring. Where's the heart rush and where's the heartbreak? My greatest pleasure is also my life's curse. I live to feel, but for some reason, I only feel extremes. Swing high, swing low, what's with this mediocre bullshit lately? It doesn't move me at all. Either set … Continue reading
Are we gonna play this game again? Round and round, there's never a way out of this. How on earth can I possibly relate with you when you keep revealing yourself in all the ways I can't possibly grasp?
It's been what feels like forever since I let myself believe that you're not just a trickster or an apathetic monster. I don't know who or what you are anymore and it really doesn't bother me right now because the details are irrelevant when presented with that old familiar feeling, which right now, is the … Continue reading this is enough
Some dreams may betray and deceive, Promise you the world but leave you empty, An illusion of freedom but only chains of slavery. What can you trust when lies disguise themselves as truth? When the thrill in your heart becomes a lasting wound? Why is fantasy the highest ideal we can never achieve? Why can't … Continue reading stay asleep
They say to grow where you're planted but you aren't a plant. You can move if you want to.
This light feels so fragile in the midst of the winds of change These winds may blow it out or fan it into larger flames You can make yourself a target by standing up for truth and you may be quickly taken down and your bravery may seem of no use But maybe, just maybe, … Continue reading light of day