For the stars (if anyone cares)
I sense it: the void I am filling with sixty percent water, some average bones (more solid than air); yet my thinking is silent and dreams are much more than […]
I sense it: the void I am filling with sixty percent water, some average bones (more solid than air); yet my thinking is silent and dreams are much more than […]
“Life is like riding a bicycle. To keep your balance, you must keep moving.” — Albert Einstein
the woes and dreams of a twenty-something with too many feelings
Now we see through a glass, darkly
A Little Writing Workshop of Horrors.
rejuvenatement - not retirement
words and scribble.
The Quantumverse
Poetry
About fantastical places and other stuff
Sharing my thoughts, poems, travel & art