What I can't say out loud or to anyone else.
I live in the grey, skate the line, and like the masks that I hide behind. Meet me in a dream, that's where I like to scream, and then eat ice cream. You are you, I am me. But, if you yearn for more of the story, all you need to do is ask.
I write about what I see, and then twist them into tales written on the page. What else can I say, but I am natural born storyteller with stars in their eyes looking for somewhere to shine.
This is where I post things I have written and sometimes a place where I post pictures, when I can't write and am waiting for inspiration to hit. Most of my stories are raw pieces; so just lose yourself in the story and stop judging my grammar.
Time to just be and stop becoming.
I was a great reader of fairy tales. I tried to read the entire fairy tale section of the library - Beverly Cleary
The elements rage, the fiend voices that rave
shall dwindle, shall blend,
Shall cease. Shall become first a peace after pain, then light
When radiologists take a selfie
Wait I’ve seen this
The Flame Meditation! Let me know your experiences with these meditations if you try them!
Saint Sébastien et un ange
(Saint Sebastian and an Angel)