Blanked Thoughts

What is your thirst but a useless rustle of winter trees burning to bring back summer's warmth? One could perish in ...

In the clasp Of such a powerful chant One cannot help But swing forth and back; At the sting Of such a menacing trap One can no longe...

You're depressed cause you're not doing what you're supposed to be doing.

"Most of us have figured out that we have to do what’s in front of us and keep doing it… Every time we choose the good action or respon...

The virtue of this city happens to be found in its vice. Rain. Brussels rain, accompanied by an inescapable cold for the soul. A bearable...

Everything you do reveals what you seek.

"Obscurity and vagueness of expression are at all times and everywhere a very bad sign. In ninety-nine cases out of a hundred they aris...

As the night sky's moon-lit clouds Do soar above the valleys They chime blue thunder strikes Revealing burdens they carry. Und...

I can feel my cells tingling in a frenzy of confusion and longing for your presence, because your absence got them scattered across galaxie...