oh, you’re from America? They question me. yup. I sat back. what state? I tell them. what do you miss most about America? honestly? The food! what else? that’s all! I’d give it all up, too to forever live in London!

there’s a place where kindred spirits gather- where the souls of men are made stronger and no barrier can stand the deep hunger, the deep resolve to move farther, together   where each draws from within and without contending with the demons of his fears…

Lust… a longing untold for someone or something that cannot be possessed. An indulgence of the heart, body, and mind. Now I know wholeheartedly that I seek all three exclusively.  The trinity. No longer will I open my heart to one, or two.  I desire…

“A moment of joy, An elixir of happiness, Inner fortune.”

I have always been the one to say That darkness is a friendly The foe is when the lights show Daytime monsters never ending   The monster in your closet? Don’t you worry, they’re an ally The boogeyman? She’s nothing but a guardian goddamn fairie…

What does a moment of joy really mean? Does it strike faster than bolts of lightning? Or fall slowly like a shower of rain? Or is it just listening to birds sing?  

She shouted, screamed, cried, for help, from this trap. She is trapped in a moment of joy, she wished it to last forever, forevers are dangerous. Her moment of joy is turning into moment pain and she’ll soon hate it, as boredom starts to work….

Facemasks at two am Snorts of laughter Due to farts Joyful tears do impart

Duality Sadness and joy often inhabit the same moment, a counter balance. I had just finalized my divorce and moved into a home of my own, signing the papers for the house on my daughter’s fifteenth birthday. I could not celebrate her birth, nor mourn…

The only way to have peace is to coexist with the storm.