21.08.17 Females wanted me, but not for the reasons they thought they did. Actually, I’m not even sure they knew what their reasons were....

I had managed 15 quality minutes of meditation today. To me, that was an achievement in itself. It felt really good. Felt easy… Funny...

I don’t do drugs simply to escape this world or to run away to another. I don’t do drugs to rebel against the system. I don’t do drugs...

Faced with his own mortality, man will do just about anything; even write. Truthfully, my mortality probably wasn’t any more impending...

The rain reminded me of the scent of dense drizzle driving mists of steam from the hot pitch. It reminded me of dark days in fully lit...

17.11.17 There were times where I was almost certain that my existence ergonomically equated my absence. Moments where I was temporarily...

I feel like I’m making progress in my meditations. I’ve managed to achieve only what I can describe as a mild body high that can be felt...

25.03.17 This morning I woke up in paradise, the troubles of weeks past a distant memory. For the first time in a long time, I didn’t...

Sometimes, even and especially in moments of stress and high tension, it’s important to take time off for yourself. I know how the...

The fact of the matter was that I knew, she knew; we both knew…that if he or anyone else ever saw us talking or limin’ or even in each...

30.01.16 I hate writing. I never know what the hell to say and always end up scrapping whatever nonsense I do scribble before anyone but...

09.04.17 I need more days like today; adventurous, carefree days where the weight of time is displaced amongst a sea of randomly...

10.04.16 March ended, another week gone. All the days seemed to fade into one. 2016 appeared a reflection of 2015, and for one brief...

Today I woke up and I decided I wasn’t going to be sad anymore. I wasn’t going to be angry or disappointed or hurt anymore. I wasn’t...

09.01.17 Today started off rough, but I eventually picked myself up out of that sullied mood I fell into over the weekend. A combination...

And when his brain could churn out no more, exhausted and abused, it turned to HER. Because what else was there to write about when all...

I think I was still coming to terms with my love life, or lack there of. There’d been people that I’d loved that didn’t love me back....

05.03.17 Good Morning Soul, I feel compelled to write you this morning because although they may seem ignored, your cries have not fallen...

Most times that I felt unable to write, MJ was there to assist me by stirring up the pot a bit. And while I can’t say every time with any...

I base my life around feeling that good, warm feeling inside. The one that sets your nostrils aflame, tickling the salt water free from...