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Stewards of Memory.

“Stewards of Memory.” Nothing can prepare you for something like this. At times, I feel like I’m floating above the world in a vacuum. Looking down at myself in utter silence, the clock stuck at 12:45am and the moment everything … Continue reading

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Love & Quiet Service.

“Love & Quiet Service.” Watch the Video Here. It’s the winding down of time on my mind of late. The transience of all things. My heart feels both heavy and lifted with each breath you take, asleep and dreaming, resting … Continue reading

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Poem – “Masters of Distraction.”

“Masters of Distraction.” Watch the Video! Here’s to a new year of skewed points of view and people posting pictures of alcohol & food, One of a kind minds designing script for your mood, and new brand of social network … Continue reading

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A Place of Dreams.

“A Place of Dreams.” It’s 6am and I’m awake. I don’t remember hearing my alarm but somehow I managed to shut it off. Today is the same but different. Just like yesterday. Just like tomorrow. I go to work, I … Continue reading

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Swimming in Circles.

I am a fish in warming water. Enjoying the perks of this free energy that surrounds my body, I don’t feel the need to ask questions. It would only serve to complicate things. Surely, if the waters were to warm further still, I would have the presence of mind to escape before I fell victim to the buoyancy of ignorant comfort. Maybe, I’m not so certain anymore. Continue reading

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Poem – “Gentle Hectic.”

“Gentle Hectic.” The stars live and breathe in the cuff of my sleeve. It’s not enough to believe, you must feel the fatigue. Deceived; the beleaguered mind state levitates, a sporadic heart rate elevates and I pace back and forth … Continue reading

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Paradise.

“Paradise.” When I was younger, I found myself fascinated by the prospect of life after death. I was drawn to miraculous stories of people who had nearly died and come back to tell the tale. The thought that there might … Continue reading

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