Month: September 2024

will the writer in me follow when this soul departs

a hint of spice in coffee mynahs investigate crumb trail

just another lie the tree hidden amongst glass panels

all names lead to one until you become nameless of course

bird chatter nature is crytsal clear on matters of the heart

blasphemy begins with the pentip to the clean slate of mind

at this point war is just another diabolical distraction

disarming the human trap-switch called: ego

hardcore daydreaming in progress