People who can’t see are not always blind. But the creature holds its hands tight over their eyes. How to adapt when there’s a husk where soul should be? They see the hole, no light, no hope in might to … Continue reading
Cum putem sa vedem, cum putem intelege? Pasarea maiastra e o fictiune de vis. Cand zburam am putea cadea in cel mai adanc abis. Si cine ne scoate, cine imparte din nou aripi noi? Cine daca nu noi doi? Deschide … Continue reading
Have you seen it?… If you have you know its smell and delightful disposition. You know its moods yet you accept them as live branches to move out of your way. For in the depths of the forest lies the … Continue reading
Keep going I say, there’s more plays to the game. More hands to be dealt, much more to be felt. The stakes keep on climbing, the excitement surrounding is contagious. Continuous rush can’t be stopped by a “hush” little baby … Continue reading
Extremity piles up on extreme. Mind chases thought incessantly. Hands piled up on hands should work as a team yet they don’t always play well together. No worry I say, they will play. Until tired and running out of moves. … Continue reading
