There is a big chance that Ashley will be moving close to me come May. I must say that being a bike ride away from such a lovely woman will be wonderful. Here is to great times to come.

Life is what we make of dreams.

Again, I begin again.

Forgive me my love, for it is by no course of my own that I seek out the open air between street lights. Consistent yearning beckons the drowning river that continues to flow upstream. Between the naked layers, street lines follow a peculiar turn to the left. I hear the calling but I'm still praying to the Lord asking how to spell His name. I ( Read more... )

I might as well bathe in the Arctic ocean. At least there I would expect to freeze in the water.

As of late, I proclaim that the world will take us all by storm. She will first attack our hearts and transform our compassion into some ill-formed logic. In turn we will fight for our last breath of tranquility before the air condensates into evil. The rivers shall flow as before, never allowing us to step in the same one twice, only in time ( Read more... )

I have come across a period of dare I say "Revelation." Where now I realize the beauty in this life comes in phases. It appears to trickle down as fresh rain races across a shaky leaf. I have felt the hearts of many but they always seem to disappear. I have wondered for some time where I may find them again. Though as each day passes on the ( Read more... )

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I keep thinking and I keep praying, but still in sinking and you're always saying that things will fade away. Well I have held on to every word in hope that they will sprout their wings, I regret to report that I have yet to leave the ground. Now I’m not ready to give up on dreaming though I would say it’s time for leaving. The day, the moment, ( Read more... )

Bring all your ammunition.
Hold your flags up high.
Leave behind the children.
San Marcos lives again tonight.
We will destroy you.

From this far away I can barely hear your voice, but the echo brings delays of bitterness and jealousy. I can handle your flickers of uncertainty, but it is not my heart that has to feel your pain. Do not look so frightened child, for you will be spending a great deal of time in the darkness you mistake for light.