
Seasons | Poem
[I. The Force That Tugs] Steadfast. Resolute. Definite. Unyielding. These concepts hint at the story our minds have grown tired of hiding, holding, wielding. Steady hands paint constant strokes against the parchment of my heart. Ink stains reveal transparency. One can’t exist alone. You cannot avoid being affected. I see it as such: Visions of […]

The Shoreline | Poem
Another home… Another seat of temporary comfort. Another place where the wounded nomad can rest before moving on. Because the nomad always moves on. This is because only through the pathless region can one meet the face of God. And when the nomad sees their reflection they’ll realize that the things that they sought were […]
About me
Here are some basic identifiers that can be used to describe me: Male Born in 1993 Soldier Musician Student of Psychology Student of Philosophy Nature-lover Goofy One with a guilty-conscience Overthinker Fake deep Real deep There are a few other identifiers, but it would be more interesting to see how things perceived before I reveal […]