September 30, 2017
If reality wasn’t fixedbut dancingif beauty wasn't vainbut clearif we could all stretch our mindsin thinkingthe layers, that divide us,would fade away.If our minds could find a place in timethat stood still in face of fearto recognize the moving patternsjust long enoughto just be here.If crisis was the only
wayto breakthe harmony of status quo;would we be able to move forward
or would the sun then stop to glow?
November 15, 2019
the monster under my chair
November 1, 2019
Dried Dadels Do Dromedary Dances
June 21, 2019
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