It opens your eyes in ways you wouldn’t except, from it’s pain there’s a gift, from the sorrow is a blessing, from the landfill of tears, the rubble of the pain there’s dust & nuggets of gold for the picking if you choose to see it. Life becomes more limitless, when you know how limited […]Read More Death
For so long now we thought that what is the external world & how we interact with it & to follow by the rules because that’s what we were told will give us happiness & we fill our external world with so much noise, material, objects & things & rules that are intended to give […]Read More What Matters?
In a deep slumber resting, harnessing energy and wandering in the dark plane of existence, all around this soft yet gritty substance, it was nourishing yet I started to feel like I was suffocating, this slumber started to feel very long…. Ahh after many moments..at last I can wriggle & become mobile, I have garnered […]Read More Life Of A Rose
Why do I let my emotions eat me, sometimes they taste so good, sometimes they lure me into dreams that twirl around my desires & evoke more joy for me to binge on, but sometimes they drag me into the mud to make sure I don’t forget, forget what it feels like to cry, that […]Read More The Queen of The Tides
Thought I’d capture my discomfort in real time, this was written when in the middle of the day I started to feel overwhelmed… Ahh, when it creeps up on you the rush of thoughts, Clock ticking, tic toc, tic toc, fix the clock Throw the clock, traffic jam of thoughts too many thoughts & now […]Read More Traffic Jam of Thoughts
She is always taunting you, she creeps up on you in the middle of the night & can make her presence be known as soon as you awaken in the morning, lingering in the background waiting for you to notice her. But she’s a figment of your imagination isn’t she, does she even exist? because […]Read More What’s my name?
mind racing, heart pacing, feel spacing, real chasing, I don’t know what to put down but these words are spilling out of me on to paper & pen, yes paper & pen the feel of the a fluid black ink pen coursing through the plastic pipes of this pen she writes so velvety gushing out […]Read More Late Night, Unfiltered
Where do I begin!? I had the opportunity from my school to attend a 2 week course in packaging (Graphic Design) in Ghent, Belgium. I had never traveled without my family & to Europe I was unsure at first overthinking like I do about the cost & blah blah blah (although I had the cost […]Read More With Love, To Belgium (Ghent)
A temptation, something that overcomes your mind and body, it clouds your vision and consumes you & seduces you, it can creep up on you slowly as an urge that grows stronger & wraps it’s sticky claws around you. It can be thoughts that you like to play with that linger and exhilarates you […]Read More Addiction
For all of you creatives out there, I’m sure you know just how healing art is, haha not to be cheesy or anything (I love cheese but I’m lactose) to express yourself is of the highest form of freedom. To break free from the shackles of what is & create something, birth a new idea, […]Read More Art, a Form of Healing