Snippets from my Self

Her words come to me in waves. They are not heard, they are felt, within my heart. Without love, life is just a mechanical clock ticking with no breath. We had lost the ability to feel. Human emotion, combined with the senses. We had lost them. To know love one must know hurt. To admire,…

Just Some Mind Spillage

A child once said… What’s really annoying is- It’s the words that don’t exist to describe it that makes it impossible to explain it. …and an adult agreed. All these multiple selves all these parallel lives, we must have an over soul overseeing them all. Our soul is fragmented, mutli dimensional projected into endless parallel…

Consciousness Explorer

Study the school of life the 100th monkey is on his way consciousness explorer activates dna hack into reality since mother earth’s a mother board connect the energy grids of our earth the ley lines can’t be ignored the human race is still asking just what are we racing for ascension time, separation line will…

Dimitri and the Ego Ballooons

    I once went to this place where everybody held a balloon on a string. Everybody. All their lives. And some of those balloons would inflate over time and everyone would inwardly gush – ‘Just look at my balloon, look how big it is’. So obsessed with their precious fucking balloons. A meeting with…

A Fragment

A Fragment from the beginning of my novel, which I will finish. One day. We are standing on our edges. My edge is always The Bridge over the river, at the mouth of the sea. Arms outstretched, faces to the sky. It may look like we are going to jump. But we’re doing something far…