the hearts filthy lesson of love and hate the hearts filthy lesson of obsession and depression the hearts filthy lesson of life and death the hearts filthy lesson of torment and freedom the hearts filthy lesson of safety and fear the hearts filthy lesson of victim and sainthood the hearts filthy lesson never teaching only reminding Inspired by “The Hearts Filthy Lesson” from the album OUTSIDE Advertisements
It’s past 1am and the voices of the outside waken me from my slumber. Not that I was sleeping well. Lost between a reality that was neither here nor there. Music slipped through the night enchanting awakened souls from a distance. That’s the power of music. An addictive drug that latches onto the soul. The voices raise on the wind and crash into the hard concrete. Deafened by nature. Featured image by veeterzy from Pexels
stolen moment breathe taken memory seared of first seeing you was it day or was it night remember what you wore with such delight heart beating fast lungs gasping for air mind playing back something that wasn’t really there light fades to darkness darkness escapes the light were you a reality or just a thief in the night
stolen moments caught in time two hearts bathed in universal light filling the world with magic and filling it with delight stolen moments taken in love by the purest light This is one of the few photos we have of my mom (Lek) with my youngest niece (Taylor). She loved her granddaughters more than anything else and cherished the earth they lived on.
I didn’t make any resolutions for 2018. I did make targets I’d like to reach as you can always step back and realign if necessary. I think if you label things as a resolution or goal and you stumble, it seems like immediate failure. I’ve had this target mindset since 2012 and it’s worked and I don’t see it not working for 2018. The month of January was one filled with epiphanies and realizations, both good. Mars is in Sagittarius […]