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Inhalation, pure elation. Don't undervalue meditation. Vacation from the medication and numbness of reality. Troubles double when you fumble wit..

Where are the answers for which I crave? All nestled snuggly in a freshly dug grave. For whom & for what does this foul heart beat? Smashed..

Ican see them starving, hear them crying, watch them dying. I can say I'm thankful, that I'm lucky, but I'm lying. I can hear them singing, ..

Perception is the illusion of an over-worked brain Poor brain, really When you think about how hard it works Every day So often being wrong, Over..

Between Satin and Suede lay two lost renegades Responding to instincts older than man Searching for pleasure in a passionate endeavor Grasping onto..

I was given a random photograph & told to make it into a story. This is the result.

I know what I don’t want to be I’m not afraid to die alone I won’t forget my way back home And everything I love is free I f..

a memoir

Karma says he’ll somehow get you For every little prank you pull Karma says he’s watching, waiting To knock you down a peg or two ..

Home, for me, is tucked Deep inside a chain of soft rolling hills. The people here call them mountains, But these people know little else And re..