There’s a moment when an artist or writer stares at a blank page or canvas, where he or…
I think those who can’t smile for a camera are “unequivocally you.”
Staring out the window at a beautiful tree, I feel the stillness in the air. The tree seems like a picture…
What if the boogieman doesn’t want to kill?
I don’t see myself enough.I’m too interested.In me. In you. I’m too grounded…
Each of us has a hierarchy of values we act on.Each individual,A legendary tale amongst a billion stories,has its own unique hierarchy,
As the night sets a day, the morning starts one.