Me and myself
My delusion is nothing like dragon- shaped clouds with teeth shallow as rain; it’s not formed from vapor not an elusive wind-carried mist, but clay-sturdy, a mud-man and shadow following […]
My delusion is nothing like dragon- shaped clouds with teeth shallow as rain; it’s not formed from vapor not an elusive wind-carried mist, but clay-sturdy, a mud-man and shadow following […]
“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