Why do we always end up in the pla… Why is it freedom fades away and d… I think the problem lies within th… for it is not to win the war then… with vigilance. No sadly this is n…
I never felt to push or shove people toward the God of love. It seemed that it was not my place… “Just give them time and give them… But then I came to understand,
It feels kind of like someone gave… mixed for the purpose of stamping… Slipped like a Mickey when I was… Slammed down the hatch and now all… is, “I don’t know why I feel noth…
It’s a feeling that has no words t… when the late autumn leaves fade c… Quietly waving a final goodbye in the chill as morning mist hover… It’s something between a pure feel…
The feeling haunts me time and time again. I feel it as it’s coming like a scent upon the wind.
Long pressing bears the weight of the falling world around me. Over tinsel days yet hollow years has the growing spiral of downward… unwound before my eyes.
Does it matter what you do or matter what you say? Does anything mean anything when you live Groundhog Day? Is there a way to please the Gods
How long can rolling waters stay impure in their decree? How long can all the world behold the many signs they see, and not consider what is meant,
Even as the night has drifted softly upon me distilling its emptiness. So also has your memory in silence
Once in a while I hear words that… Most times I let ‘em go by, but s… Seconds turn into hours, so I liv… Dive deep into words, words as dee… Things I’ve wanted to say since t…
Once a man of old age sat beside m… And I listened and nodded polite. He spoke of a difficult life long… Days of hard work and hardship and… He told me how little they had to…
It was a beautiful story, I wish it was my own. It makes me think of you, so every now and then I turn it on.
It doesn’t matter how the sun sets… nor how the clear streams flow. There is no joy in waves of grain or brilliant fields of snow. This world in all its glory
Curled up in the corner in dead of the night. Afraid of darkness and praying for light. Eyes peer from the ceiling.
Things to adorn yourself. Things for your home. Things of a thousand kind, what do you own? Gather it all til you have everyth…
