We spend lifetimes looking for authenticity reciprocity sincerity honesty truth and twice as long applying their lessons before we've learned them We desire virtue but not its ends beauty only as far as it bends When we are flayed of our pretenses Then what do we have left? survivalism? instinct? love? or no thing?   … Continue reading Freetense



I love in fear of the past You love ideas that could never exist But in one another we viciously live in the now we see clearly  


I've travelled to the stars in love and the empty eternities between them in loneliness In love I saw beauty in myself Oblivious to the world In loneliness I saw beauty in the the world I saw the truth of myself