a dream 6/30/25

I dreamed of a man with a perfect life. And he lived like it was perfect. Then things happened, and his life was different. And he lived like it had been taken from him. Nothing was taken though, it was all an accident. But still he raged and fought. And he worshipped...

a dream 3/3/25

You run to your imagination because we are a species that whimpers. That withers. That dies. You stand on that unwieldy precipice of freedom because you hope that peace lies within. It does not. Only loneliness waits there. And anguish is soon to...