In the mist, the great divideupon the horizon, love coming to townin patterns undeniably bursting through, an intense rosemore real than we can imagine, the unseentraveling through past lands, a man who came to fulfill the lawhalle, hallelujah.
“Which way Mama?” “That depends what type of bird you feel like.” Naturally, we took flight on both slopes, one more thrilling than the other. What holier thrill is there than zipping along mountain tops? All decisions from up here … Continue reading
You will receive a bodyYou will learn lessonsThere are no mistakesLessons will be repeated until learnedOthers are merely mirrorsLife is exactly what you think it is.
So self-assured, sagacious and adept to anyone who takes a moment to finding meaning in something rather than nothing. And would you look at those extensions…they could make dancers long to have higher leg extensions.
Raised on love, perse flowers headsThriving in abundance, a single blade in lush greenswardLasting beyond the frost, the courageous onesdashing its way in, the surprisingly obvious Not knowing what’s ahead, all that’s avoidedAll that we have, the presentSomething lost in … Continue reading
All the water below me came from above. All the clouds living in the mountains gave it to the rivers, who gave it to the sea, which was their dying. -David Whyte
Connected to the wild, an intimate and raw me.Taunted, manipulated, abandoned, discarded no more.Out of red-hot ashes, my worthiness.A journey of the heart, no better time than now to leap and bound.Bringing me out of the dark, tones of a … Continue reading
Dustin is composed of the elements Þórr, meaning “thunder”—a reference to the god Thor—and stein, meaning “stone,” finding solid foundations as “thunderstone.” Dustin may be prone to underestimation, but his badass roots will leave no doubt of his potential. Daaammmn Dustin, you leave … Continue reading
Blood wants to be free flowing in the body.Would do anything to overpower the detriment against its will.Through infinite ways of love, it wells up, on mark for nullification. It’s beautifully high-spirited in these parts. And in an instant, it … Continue reading
Don’t play with her fire. She’ll take your ashes and make poetry out of them until your soul burns with regret. – Joseph Colombrita
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