There’s a few in the bin…
#4 Why do I persist? Insight, Emptiness, Suffering? Not sure what the point is… Yet today is perfect… I’m as engaged as ever. Drawn to your dark magnetism… Till the end of time.
Read more "There’s a few in the bin…"#4 Why do I persist? Insight, Emptiness, Suffering? Not sure what the point is… Yet today is perfect… I’m as engaged as ever. Drawn to your dark magnetism… Till the end of time.
Read more "There’s a few in the bin…"My job is killing me.My daily life is one hyperventilating stress after another. I am surrounded by bickering or subterfuge and my only answer is to ask what for? Only when I look up at the night sky do I feel placated. Restful. At one with myself and connected to the other side of me. […]
Read more "The daily blah…"My blog seems to me to be pretty much how it was originally described – private thoughts, creative ramblings and wordy constructions, unravelled for the world to see. It appears to be a work in progress, of bits and pieces thrown together with no particular aim or reason. A hodgepodge assemblage. But why must they […]
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