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

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

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

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

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…

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...

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…

As the vision of things to come al… The dawning of discontent breeds t… None of us are meant to remain sma… Go forth and be bold. Be brave. B… Fate loves the fearless.

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 almost always cry For the weddings that I see God decided long ago That this is not the life for me It is all I’ve wanted

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

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