Questions without answers.

But what are we then? It will be misleading to describe a person for what they wear or the shape of their face. Even more off target will it be to delineate a breathing being for the size of their belly or the color of their skin. How is it to be considered legitimate, toContinue reading “Questions without answers.”

Wabi Sabi: A beautiful art of living.

Wabi Sabi is a Japanese philosophy that teaches us to embrace the imperfections, drawing us to the beauty of things coarse and unrefined. Slowly filling us with fascination over the odd and misshapen that are conventionally thought to be “ugly” or “not in good taste”. Providing us with a chance to learn to accept theContinue reading “Wabi Sabi: A beautiful art of living.”

Be black. Be white.

Think about it, no matter how hard you try not to make bad choices or how many nights you lose sleep over what you really want to do with this one chance that you get at life, it never turns out the way you had imagined for it to be. In fact, it resembles littleContinue reading “Be black. Be white.”

The Beauty of The Dark

I’m getting disturbingly affectionate with the dark, lately. In a way that makes an alarm go off in my brain every time I take a step towards the black hole of nothingness, through the shadows of the damned, holding hands with everything that’s bound to destroy what’s left of my soul. But to be honest,Continue reading “The Beauty of The Dark”

What a wonderful world.

Dreaming about a land where confetti boxes are filled with happiness,Hope grows from earth where seeds are sown,Where no amount of hurt is strong enough to hold on after a rain,Sugar in the chocolate’s just a synonym for joy,Dreams come true with every breath we take,A place where pain comes to bid it’s final goodbyes,AContinue reading “What a wonderful world.”

My truth.

Constantly searching for a home in someone yet to be known,Desperately trying to avoid my own truth.When the time comes,Why do I still feel so unprepared, even now,Even after this many failed attempts? Owing my all to all whom I hurtIn the name of something far less than reality.Hiding behind shadows,Far from light.Finding comfort inContinue reading “My truth.”

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