With this realization my love, I retreated into my favorite memory, a reoccurring dream that had always made reality seem less ugly, in a picturesque setting where the entire world seemed airbrushed. Surveying that scenery in the company of silence I finally understood, that needless to say, it had been our words that had failed us.

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My Dealings with Death

It was November 8, 2015. I will always remember the date. It was that day I was taught to differentiate all of the numerous nicks and scratches that my natural haphazard gait and clumsiness had caused throughout my life with marks and tracks that now remain as badges of pain and shame painted in scars... Continue Reading →

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She found it staring into James’s two placid green pools for eyes and his crooked smile that beckoned her to say ‘yes’ to dancing with all the demons that she had been running from for so long. She had stumbled drunkenly across the key that fit her lock, a sparkler wielding madman that yearned to light the fuse to her long ticking time bomb. One could only detail their introduction as the connection of fragmented pieces from two halves finding solidarity as a whole. They were a cataclysmic combination of congruency. Their cores were comprised of each other's opposite unstable elements, aching painstakingly for the other's complimentary components in an immobilizing magnetism drawing them fatefully together on a crash course for disaster.

Stay True To Your Soul.

“There is one great truth on this planet: whoever you are, or whatever it is that you do, when you really want something, it’s because that desire originated in the soul of the universe. It’s your mission on earth.”   The Alchemist, Paulo Coelho

Borrowed Time.

I actually find that I smile more often now than I have in years, its presence stirred out knowing the pain from those coins I still continue to carry are only able to remain in my life and in my mind on borrowed time.

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