A certain numbness, a certain death, has always resided within my soul, and sometimes I can feel its heart beating… feel the numbness, hear death beat with a life of its own- a certain morose, yet regenerative kind of life- lying so close beside the fresh, vivacious, carefree part of me, that to smother one,… Continue reading INDIFFERENCE
Listening to them preach - in the days of old - I followed what they said was the right path - until one day I couldn't ignore the wrong in all that I was told, and let the pull within my soul allow me to stray. For better or for worse, I chose the journey,… Continue reading The Home of the Soul
Let us hide underneath the naive leaves that cloud canopy-like above us; let innocent birds call out to the streams that flow all wise, flanked by bushes... Tell me, can you hear the sweet music? There's no need to fall in line with what's been - let the magic of the forbidden set you free;… Continue reading The Sweet Music…
There are so many among us today, who could tell us about what they believe to be the divine; and justly so, for divinity, by virtue of its flexible, interpretative nature, is something that is at once subjective and personal. Then why is it, dear reader, that this topic has been expounded to no end,… Continue reading On Divinity
They say the most commonplace of things can teach you life lessons, if you’re only aware. They say that truths are hidden everywhere, traveling through soulful silences, if you only listen. Are you aware? Are you listening? Have you ever seen and observed the life of a burning incense stick, dear reader? Yes, you heard… Continue reading In’sense’ Stick
