We are love before we are born, while we are here and when we die, there is no separation and any separation we experience is a mere illusion.Read More
The void beckons in it's delicate way
A spiraling cosmic wave of dust
We stare into it's deep waters
Our breath catches in our throat
As we kiss with all the passion in the universeRead More
Orphans in the land of the wicked led by the weak,
Too afraid to expose our true wonderful power of heart-felt beauty,
Taste it on your tongue, wet with curiosity, the soft lavender brushes past searching lips, bringing gentle rise to calm knowing.
Your heart knows.Read More
The rocks become huge - the roots of the trees seem to breathe, expanding out through the earth, erupting as a mass of twisted turnsRead More
My heart aches with boiling bursts of passion for all life.Read More
I see you. I know you. You are a narcissist. Obsessed with possession.Read More
Re-creating from the dust.
Is this my fate?
to continually destroy the self I once knew?Read More
I knew, that just getting out of this place and creating, even when I felt like I couldn't, would be the greatest medicine I could gift myself.Read More
There is a joy within the deepest part of the human mind that becomes thrilled and inspired, ignited by a passion, a desire to create something out of nothing. This is what I live for.Read More