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a collection of musings, ramblings, ideas, theories, conspiracies, and whatever else life throws this way.
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up and onwards
Since my memories first began to formI have felt a breadth of intricate feelingsLacking the depth of experienceInforming my progression of personhoodA self-fulfilling prophecy of becomingAnd nowOlder, sureWiser, maybeSensibilities still full of grandeurNow littered with a life livedA vast expanse left ahead still to be traversedI try, desperately, failinglyTo claw back the ignorancePush away the…
Sunny Sunny Days
This is how the day goes, soft and shadowy, bright snd electric. At odds yet all together. I sit in the sun and reflect on my memories, analyzing thoughts as a task. Stopping to smell the breeze, florals fill my consciousness, eyes closed, sun on my skin. I feel it all. No really, I feel…
Bubble Bath
Strike me nowwhile I delight in this languid warmthcalming aromatics soothe through every poremy heart-beat in synch with a bluesy deep bass Float up from beneath mebreaking through soft bubbleswater just below boiling, caressing my skinstark cold porcelain edges – my only respite from the heat Let it flowlike this puckered up punch to my…
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