The sum is greater than its parts, but such a large conception is off even the most fantastic of radars. It is nothing in which earthen jugs can participate.
We will not be overwhelmed by corrupt power's parasitic presence, the twisted notion that we can metabolize poison by contorting our soul while Rome burns.
I allowed myself a month to weep and moan, then switched things up before darkness engulfed me. My therapist asked me to write about being in quarantine.
A lesson few earthlings have learned is it’s not what you’re looking at, it’s what you see. We do it all the time, we still haven't grasped its totality.