Disclaimer: I probably think that every word ever spoken into existence deserves more respect than it gets.
(and what changed my mind about them)
We are infinite, God and I. Some infinities are simply larger than other infinities. That’s math; I learned it from a John Green novel.
Other than this last week, I’ve spent months in silence. Sometimes I think I am too much of a perfectionist about what I post on here, and that’s why it’s so hard for me to post regularly. So here I am posting something that scares my perfectionism to death: unpolished, unedited, unfiltered. Not a story. Just me, spilled onto paper.
The sun is always setting somewhere.
Bury me in an old graveyard…
They seem so unimportant. But they are seared on my memory as if they were something terrible.
(Fair warning: contains some potentially disturbing content.) I suspect that humans believe that they are invincible. Not all of us, of course, and not all the time.… Read more “Silent Screams”
Beauty in life is easy to see and appreciate, but beauty in death – that is a rare gift.
My mind is a forest. Sometimes I am lost in it. . In some places, Sun shines through trees Gold through green Leaves dance down little fairy… Read more “My mind is a forest…”