Tears on a leaf on a lonely path Tears on a leaf mistaken for raindrops from the sky. A lonely hike on a lonely path. She seeks salvation but her mind cannot rest. She climbs higher and higher but there is no end in sight. She wanders as […]
Clothes: What are are they good for? Growing up I really did not have that many clothes. First off, it does not really make that much sense considering that as a child we are still growing. And of course, we needed our little bit of money for food […]
Get off of my cloud unless you come bearing friendship I have been on and off cloud 9 like a rapid rollercoaster at the top of a mountain. It has been an emotionally wild ride the last few months. I accomplished a major task this past weekend and […]
The Varied Pictures of me in the eyes across the city streets and trains The Cure noted long ago in their angst-riddled voice “I’ve been looking so long at these pictures of you, that I almost believe that they’re real.” It is a haunting song that has reverberated […]
The lightness of being There are days, many more so nowadays it seems, where the air is heavy with all your burdens. It is as if you are walking through a life maze mired in the fog of being. It happens to everyone at one point or another. […]
It is 7am: I am an odd duck in San Francisco Over ten years ago I lived in California. Northern California, mind you. As you may very well know, northern versus Southern California are completely different. The vibe, the dress, the people are all different. I […]
We are a layer of walls As a frequent traveller, I love walking the city sidewalks and photographing all that my eye and camera can catch. For me, the walls and the graffiti and murals that adorn them are of grand interest. Everywhere we go there are […]
A purposefully broken hourglass and a fractured mirror Many years ago, I watched a movie called Back to the Future, Part II that supposedly took place in the year 2015 predicting things like flying cars and portable fusion power. Sadly, we are not there yet. As […]
Freedom of the mind Dancing butterflies inside Bring on the swaying
It finally happened: I have a pink Taser and I know how to whistle Year upon year, I always put “pink taser” on my Christmas wish list. No one ever gets me one because they are afraid that I would indeed use it. Even more […]
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