1.30.2019
1.28.2019
Follow the descending line
Follow the descending line.
I exist to follow truthfulness.
I’m here with my motorcycle helmet by my side
Able to eat a slice of chess pie
In a town called Snow Camp
North Carolina.
If there is only one path, why am I here, I asked.
Truth is right here, in this diner, today.
Truth exists in stillness,
In fire before the match is struck,
In a pond on a cool morning,
In thunder buried deep within a mountain.
1.27.2019
phones
“I was focused on my phone. It brought me so much happiness. It was the perfect size. If happiness was a size, it would be the size of my phone as I looked at it from 6 inches away from my face.”
1.13.2019
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