Friday, January 1

Wednesday, December 30

Saturday, December 12

Saturday, December 5

Listening but not hearing a word


In the crazy haze of the night, 
filled with smoke and sounds 
I am feeling good.

Monday, November 30

The five stages of grief

- Denial 
- Anger
- Bargaining
- Depression
- Acceptance

He who binds to himself a joy, does the winged life destroy; but he who kisses the joy as it flies lives in eternity's sunrise



Basically what we have here is a dreamer. Someone out of touch with reality. When she jumped, she probably thought she'd fly.


 
Who drew the line between dreams and reality? 

Who ever said these two were to be separated at all?

To oppose these to, is to destructively define them.
 To define is truly to limit.
 So why?



Yes, at times I am truly tired of being a part of this wicked world.