Persistence of memory
There might be comfort in your daft delusion of the time as simple seconds, minutes, hours. days, or even years walking by in its linear progression from the cradle into […]
There might be comfort in your daft delusion of the time as simple seconds, minutes, hours. days, or even years walking by in its linear progression from the cradle into […]
More faithful than your lying rose, no thorn will bite me, no promises are faked from petals dropped too soon, Your onion-kiss remains to linger on my lips; and with […]
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,