I can’t rightly say just how i found my feet in these shoes. yesterday’s shadows reap tomorrow’s trepidation, still i walk on watching, sowing, harvesting. and it’s as if time is
a merry-go-round moving too fast for me to jump on
shit.. i been thinkin a lot about space lately. little thoughts come into my head, but i don’t write them down so much these days, no. the quill dips lesser in mind well.
soon, i will be moving to the meadows where the sun sets in the east. for me…
forthright introspection at times seems to require silence. need not proceed in tipping the scale from growth to self loathing. neither accumulative discovery of evident imperfections yield misrepresentation of the natural splendor of being human. humility cannot be gained through lamentation of self.
though exquisite may be, god too is only concept of man.
can’t hit the truth with fistfuls of dirt. heads full of thoughts or books full of pages
it’s pleasant; beauty no intent could conjure. that the essence of nature surpasses the weight of societal monotony. every time
We throw around the word never likes its nothing but a small rose petal. The word never is a doubled edged sword. On one side it says ‘I will never leave you’ and on the other it says ‘I will never love you.’