It is dark outside. Ominous laughter greets my evening melancholy like an old friend. It has been some time, or… Read more Storm

It is dark outside. Ominous laughter greets my evening melancholy like an old friend. It has been some time, or… Read more Storm
The insides were warm with familiarity of the most profane kind. Going outside never seemed right. Going outside never felt… Read more Storm Dancer
Dusky mountains, oceans of clouds, Angry gale. A ritual… A deep voice echoes in the valley, From distant waters deep,… Read more Ceremony
Do you feel it too? A restlessness. Do you? A restlessness…like you are missing out on something important…something very important…something… Read more Like…Magic
new greens of spring dreams In the winter cold I feel Lady birds, then sweaty shirts
Most glorious threnody; The celebration of death Bittersweet-est melody; The scent of her sweat(h) Savoring the sensual elegy With deepest… Read more The love of Sun and Death
Seemingly parsecs away from the life of subordination to time and time tables, enveloped by the warmth of simple human minds in a… Read more Interaction in Darkness
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Philosophy | Psychoanalysis | Politics
Still I Rise
A few scattered stories and some truth
For all the things I could never say out loud