Memories pass by, pass through. The heavy ones hit hard. Great posture can help one stand

the awkward girl complains about g… she doesn’t quite understand what… they tell her she’s real and it’s… and most intriguing, which is why… she loves people and making connec…

It’s said, when you close your eye… you can see the ones you love. No matter how far away they are. True love doesn’t rest in the brai… it lives in the heart.

There’s that moment, when I’m surrounded by drunk people, where I contemplate: "Stay sober & watch others make fools of themselves, or get drunk and be a fool with them." Last night I ...

Sometimes I’m an emotional weirdo… Sometimes I just wanna turn my br… Sometimes I forget that we all go… and sometimes I remember the speci… Seeing beauty in the inconsistency…

There’s so much to learn and so many teachers. This life is a never-ending equati… on the chalkboard of time. I am grateful for each and every e…

So many facets of the mind make li… we can be so alive and feel like w… we can be dying and feel so alive we can have calm surroundings and… we can live a midst violence and h…

This is it. LIFE. The twists and the turns, the highs and the lows. For better or for worse.

Sometimes my vision shifts to gray and people become masses of chaos, unrecognizable balls of energy sur… nothing is exciting or intriguing it’s all rather fucked, isn’t it?

Green trees needles fading to pale blue wave an ominous hello pavement clouds hover

Your expressions flow down in a wa… Curiosity & apathy, love & hate; this existence of ours has the cap… and the ability to devastate. Extreme sensitivity is an indigo c…

The experience of a poetry open mi… frees us from cultural restriction… enabling us to explore the human e… in a space of truth and vulnerability

Speaking up and Shutting up Finding a voice Finding many voices With tongues