Summer sunday morning. Angry nineties grunge rock serenading the neighborhood through screens of open windows. Fresh coffee brewing.

I’m feeling like an airplane that is coming apart at the rivets. My insides are swirling in a violent rage and my soul is struggling to contain the chaos. I’m two days in on a THC fast ...

Vile is the predator That preys upon the minds Of the young and impressionable For the sake of control As a child I was exposed

It’s painful being alone Having not chosen so Forever feeling worthless Unwanted leftover gross Left to rot where time forgot

I am cursed or maybe haunted With wildly vivid dreams At least those that I remember Which are few and far between If you only knew the horror

I went away Disappeared for nearly ten years. I came back Revitalized

It’s 530 am, I just left my clien… I haven’t slept in almost two days… I’ve been a candle burning from bo… The coffee smells burnt. Underte… I caught a glimpse of my reflectio…

The highs get high. The lows get low. Somehow I’m never in between. I try to try. I know you know.

Our idols wear tricky costumes and our peers promote purposeless possessions and projects while our promiscuous pursuits permeate from pathetic powers lacking the passionate presence we...

Straight up; vibes y’all. Peaceful and direct vibes. Intentional and pure, vibes. Wavelength vibrations. Ripples. Flow. Movement.

Life’s too short when you focus on the negatives, the heart aches, the letdowns, the mistakes, and the failures. Look up for the silver linings, the laughs, the smiles, the moments that...

Floating around the giant blacknes… Teetering on the precipice fightin… Heavy weighs the hesitation that f… No sun. No moon. No stars to guid… Only the cold lonely vacuum of emp…

Smooth to the touch Icy chilled seas and sky Cold tempered steel, BLUE is logic inspired. Across the wheel