a lock-down ago

how strange must the world be outside ; after a month and a half boxed up in a forest and work, i wonder if the roads chitter chatter the same way they did if the road side seller still sells his plastic mats and stuff shouting out to more than just the people around if… Continue reading a lock-down ago

two lives at once

two lives at once : to live two lives at once might seem strange deranged even and yet, to true lovers who love people,day-jobs and arts alike it might not seem such a preposterous proposition the rush of living true each time the pen is picked up and words flow with the ferocity of a… Continue reading two lives at once

a night under shiny stars from a different sky

"Hey jude begin" sings the phone as water trickles down the high cliff drip drip drip from the inside of my short-shorts a strange night it is the sky looks quiet very quiet the usual family of stars bearing down facing me , bored in their daily routine of shining down at all of us… Continue reading a night under shiny stars from a different sky

the climb and my dream

it all seems like a dream now the image of me standing atop the cliff with my friend looking around tired and breathless at the mountain peak covered in white and hazed by clouds appearing and disappearing maybe that's the way its supposed to be a tiring climb leading to the top and a hazy… Continue reading the climb and my dream