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I’m not sure what lead me there, But I was being lead,I was happy to follow. (Today was the day I felt ready to face my newly found fear of stillness.) I brought myself to a treasured nook of mine in the city. A hidden look out point, accessible by foot, home to some of my... Continue Reading →
porcelain snow, humbling, soft,gentle, still. i amawake, and aware. awake, and aware. i search for the breath- inhale, expand. exhale, exhale and i am here. i feel, the world, moving so fast. everyone has something to door has somewhere to beor someone to be with,and i am here - here.. for brief moments, i feel highfor the rest, i feel... Continue Reading →
What an intro into a new year of the human experience. The last two days have been the ultimate climax of stress, agitation, unknowing, and yes- fear! I am in an incredible situation, I am in an impossible situation. I have had to make some really tough decisions with limited knowledge, ever changing situations, the... Continue Reading →
On the eve of thirty three, I wandered the grounds of Tuol Sleng, Big thoughts of what tomorrow can bring, Neurotic stabbings of emotion of yesterday, And I remain a vessel for all of it to come and go. On the eve of thirty three, I pay tribute to the art of letting go. I... Continue Reading →
“Most people are like sheep. Nice, harmless creatures who want nothing more Than to be left alone so they can graze. But then of course there are wolves. Who want nothing more than to eat the sheep. But there’s a third kind of person. The sheepdog. Sheepdogs have fangs like wolves. But their instinct isn’t... Continue Reading →
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