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Welcome to my blog. Here I discuss my life experiences and the fascinating people I meet along the way. I also document my adventures in writing, reading, and cooking. Hope you have a nice stay!

Frozen Time Machine

Frozen Time Machine

Time rises sheer and

Blue and cold with the

Weight of hundreds of feet of the

Most suppositional yet vital substance.

Time melts, by droplets, by chunks the size of

A mansion and the fractures echo through the valley and

Across a lagoon filled with the past and

Lost to the argued future.

Time floats by barely visible on its own

Dust and finds its way out to the

Sea to mingle with this tiny planet’s troubles and

Our lack of foresight.

Time is beautiful as it

Slips away, bit by bit, replaced by the

Mask and false hope of lush greenery and heart stopping

Vistas soon to be

Some other marker as

Desicated bodies.

 

Walking

Walking

How Sleep, White Sheep?

How Sleep, White Sheep?