Transparent Sea, and All Its Colors and Shapes.
On the abysmal screen, where all hues of the visible light spectrum are swallowed, elusive shapes of my precious ones appear.
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Medusa
Musings of the Kali Yuga. {poetry}
Earth and its inhabitants are being disinterred. Disguised as turmoil, the Kali Yuga’s firm grip, not to be splintered.The new earth plane we’ve entered.
The Worth Of Tears.
I'd become so accustomed to trying to live up to what other people thought strong meant, I forgot how to embrace the paradox. Softness and hardness, masculine and feminine, assertion and surrender, the warrior and the caregiver, we need both in order to be whole.
