There, right here This smooth spot in the wind Between wilting magnolias and sad proverbs I find myself Senses coolly swept as Autumn Hung gray in paradox
Divorced, broke, surrounded by delusion, godless, and fantastically euphoric. I love learning, writing, taking pictures, and philosophizing. I’ve found “peace” in accepting the truth, even if that means that truth, for the time, is unknown. All said things have rooted me in an ever encompassing reality that is better than my wildest dreams.