Touching the void

“Let us go to the shore; there the waves will kiss our feet. With mysterious sadness the stars will shine down on us.” Aleksey Pleshcheyev (1825-1893)

Imagine two realities intertwined but at one time separate. Everything that’s possible happening simultaneously but happening in an illogical order.

Life is 90% maintenance.

If the pain is real, so is the joy,

I think a vast amount of people in the West are lost and have been for a very long time. That’s why they follow blindly.

Every choice is the death of all other possibilities.