They called it marriage
They never call it sacrifice to enter Y’bhag’s cave. “It’s marriage, honoring your family.” mother priestess said. My real mother cried when she dressed me in the gown of silk […]
They never call it sacrifice to enter Y’bhag’s cave. “It’s marriage, honoring your family.” mother priestess said. My real mother cried when she dressed me in the gown of silk […]
Running in the slow lane
The view from here ... Or here!
“Life is like riding a bicycle. To keep your balance, you must keep moving.” — Albert Einstein
chronicling my quarter life crisis
Now we see through a glass, darkly
Poems and psychosis.
rejuvenatement - not retirement
words and scribble.
The Quantumverse
Poetry, Photography, haiku,