“home”

I have never felt at home. Not where I live nor in any of the places I travel to. And the purpose behind traveling is not to find home. The reason I do it is to see everything. To experience this world in its fullest. To know why this place is not...

another year

This last year I’ve slept in twelve different beds, none of them my own. I miss views more than people, and it feels being alone isn’t hard anymore. I have been able to meet myself fully, the entire created me that has been shaped by time. Tomorrow I will meet myself...

a thought 9/18/21

I remembered something about myself in these past few days. Disappointment seems to have been what triggered this resurfacing in my mind. With these memories I am more inclined to believe that people rarely, if ever, change. I am still who I am. I am not different...

view of eternity

I lived thousands of lifetimes before then and thousands since. Still that brief blink of a moment within my perpetuity felt like the start and end of it all. I came here to understand human love. Residing in my own sphere, watching the pattern repeat itself...