The inverse of love towards feeling wonderful, I can rebel while appreciating my opinion. I feel life at a finger's breadth, it's curious perhaps that's why I won't say now that I always wonder where I'll end up asking questions for people who matter not, but in that moment are more important than the world.… Continue reading Fuck behaving

A tribute to an idea is an interesting thing. For most tributes contain gratitude and good tidings for people.Tributes often say good bye to people, there's a sadness in that i think, but in an idea tributes are glimmers. The sparkle, they shine, but they are also finite. A tribute is energy thrown into an… Continue reading A forgotten tribute, in a shrugging, shouldered world.

Tension holds us in check, it keeps us from exerting our minds in ways considered intolerable or disillusioned and yet... it still keeps us flickering, as if we could almost gasp in anticipation for some great moment. Tension has held me by a thimble's thread lately, as if i was fluttered through winds, winds that… Continue reading Finding happiness in the words that are my own.

I wonder if the ability to be superfluous in this day and age is a show of intellectual astuteness, or just someone preaching like a snob? I read over my musings, and general literary articles, and wonder if I need to enhance the depth, the intensity, maybe even the vividness of my works. But I… Continue reading Simply, from love.