(2015)
Sometimes I’m an emotional weirdo… Sometimes I just wanna turn my br… Sometimes I forget that we all go… and sometimes I remember the speci… Seeing beauty in the inconsistency…
Earning my stripes and loving it. The mysteries in life can remain just that: unknown,
We are not what was done to us Or what we have done Or continue to do to ourselves. Because of the pain. Our pain does not define us,
Dreams dead. Hopes burned to shreds. Reality hit by a lightning bolt. Perceptions of an identity lost, Ego in revolt.
I, Ego Me, Genius They work together brilliantly When Ego’s not indulging In emotional addiction
I’m not that great at loving mysel… CORRECTION: I am learning the… How we speak to ourselves, our int… is so crucial to our self-worth. From these thoughts come the actio…
It’s been way too long. It’s been way too long since I’ve shown myself love without the feeling of obligation. One day is too long.
Don’t trust the vision. It’s tainted with haves and have-n… possibilities lost with the percep… current reality obscured by lookin… the present moment thrown away
James, my son, rusty vans perch in longing Don’t lack like them
Dear Creation Force as Death Transformed, Hollow bones rattle songs in Your honor Overstuffed bugs hum
The winter months are coming the cold welcomes in darkness the days get shorter and light starts to fade. This is a familiar place
Nowhere, nowhere I wanna go nowhere with you Let’s be empty together and fill our glasses with the nothingness we share
When spirits are low and insecurit… Never doubt the power of the mind! my vices are nowhere to be found..… I inhale and pause, as I taste so… and feel color.
I will be able to fully Be with o… when I am fully present with mysel… I will be able to learn to trust o… when I learn to trust myself. When I let go of ego, the need fo…
Can addiction to joy be compared to that of sadness? Can the lost little girl drink tea with the Hatter and all his Madne… If love is the nature of the soul,