Everything in moderation, including moderation, moderation of moderation in this modern nation. Yet, there is only now, nothing to moderate but now. Everything is relative. Nothing is static. Dynamics, fluidity, The water that washes over me. The river that runs through us all. The river that we all run through. The falls ahead will make … Continue reading Weightless

How Can I Love Myself? Sometimes I fall in love with a musical key or scale. I want to live in it, suspended between the tones and frequencies, like a shower of harmonics. The notes become imprinted within me, the hum of a guitar, the ring of a piano, vibrations. I will dance with them … Continue reading How Can I Love Myself