Monthly Archives: February 2005

when i die there will be no more bad days (there will be no more good days, i suppose) this weight will become yours this knot will come untied these strings will come unraveled these ideas will float away on … Continue reading →

There are times when I find myself barely grasping to sanity. I suddenly sense my own self-awareness and discover that I have almost slipped into the realm of abstract, aesthetics, art, ideas. It frightens me sometimes how easy the transition … Continue reading →