Free creation suspended in fear
Dealing with hopes in rendeption
Ride the sky for a night tempted to fill the wrong silence
Bear, endure, resilence as a mantra just for the day
Break, destroy, annihilate the berated temper
Shrink into a white hole, insurgent heart expanded like a blanket
Warm, wide open, receiving but cautious, nonetheless
Free spirit came undone
Falling asleep, emanciated, hunger is a vicious cicle
Unburdened at last
Cartoons by John Atkinson. ©John Atkinson, Wrong Hands
An Empyrean Cycle
Irreverence's Glittering New Low!
Unfolding From the Fog (or What I Think About When I Walk My Dog)
This Blog is about discovering the magic of forests in every aspect of life from a small plant in a metropolis to the forests themselves
Welcome to my world.
Entertaining myself since 2014
Just another WordPress.com site
Contemplative Poetry and Managing Mental Illness
My blog is my kingdom and words are my subjects
by Makena Peet
Torie True's cooking with herbs and spices and a sprinkling of travel
An Examination of the Relationship Between Food and Death in Rituals, Culture, Religion and Society.
Cuando el mundo te folla la mente, las pajas mentales van que vuelan
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