Tag: finished

You Should Know I Wanna Make Sure I’m Right, Before I Let Go / You Know There’s Nothing I Would Not Do Before I Let Go

Last night I entered a new void. Where everything, past and present regarding my perception came out before me and all that remained as 'me' was the singular piece of knowledge that I was C. Every other thought I had ever had, every conversation that I'd ever taken been a part of was placed before … Continue reading You Should Know I Wanna Make Sure I’m Right, Before I Let Go / You Know There’s Nothing I Would Not Do Before I Let Go →

I Don’t Know Why I’m Scared ‘Cause I’ve Been Here Before Every Feeling, Every Word I’ve Imagined It All

I've come to the realization that the thoughts and sensations I've unequivocally been associating with K are still most assuredly him, but they are from our birth. From the birth of our love, when we split and began our journey into creating ourselves. In my search for who I am and where I began, I … Continue reading I Don’t Know Why I’m Scared ‘Cause I’ve Been Here Before Every Feeling, Every Word I’ve Imagined It All →

Welcome To Existence Everyone’s Here / Everybody’s Watching You Now Everybody Waits For You Now What Happens Next?

Today an ad popped up on my Instagram about preparing wills. This is something I have been purposefully avoiding my entire life. Not because I'm afraid to die because of death and all that jazz, but because in my will, I will undoubtedly have to name a Guardian for my kids. And I have no … Continue reading Welcome To Existence Everyone’s Here / Everybody’s Watching You Now Everybody Waits For You Now What Happens Next? →

Shadows From My Past Life Is Real / So Real Sleeping Is My Leisure Waking Up In A Minefield Dream Is just A Pleasure Dome

I haven't been writing. How do I go from my last post to.... Little E joined soccer, or something else that seems so trivial now? Life is simultaneously seeming more pointless as the days go one, as well as revealing a wealth of information if I'm paying attention, which sometimes I refuse to, since the … Continue reading Shadows From My Past Life Is Real / So Real Sleeping Is My Leisure Waking Up In A Minefield Dream Is just A Pleasure Dome →