august 2023

I haven’t written much this August. What I have written is poignant and wretched. Again it is something I would share if asked, but again you will not. In short the continual self-actualization I have seen this previous year has been repetitive and revealing. The...

je ne regrette rien

Nothing? How can I? The other day I watched clouds stride across the sky. For an hour the herd slowly dispersed until the field was it’s beautiful empty blue. They’re always the same. A cloud never forgets who they are. They remember everything. Every...

rambling 6/10/2023

I am sorry for the things I have written. Every word is a selfish wish for cruel things. Each truth is cunning and every lie is a plea. I kill myself slowly with each formulated thought that is shared by pen or voice. Even this is self destruction. The only place...

realized

Upon arrival I realized why I’ve wanted to come here so badly most of my life. Everyone avoids me. I only talk to people when I initiate it. I’m effectively invisible most of the time. It’s a sublime type of loneliness I’ve never experienced before. After the years of...