Crumbs.At least,Mine are bigger than what birds tend to eat.Being angry is a choice,But,It's a choice I don't have to make while I still have the blessing to breathe.And,It's not all about perspective.It's about,Acknowledging what I have in front of what I invest in,The plate feeding into a character with ego making a mess of,A... Continue Reading →
Dead Soil
Desiring to change your environment simply means,You understand how it has no affect on you.It means that you care about yourself enough to be where ever there lies,Truth… Sleeping in a bed of lies is like,Being stuck inside of a web of nightmares you'll wrestle with for an eternity.Just,Another silky string buckling you down within... Continue Reading →