The past is chaos, confusion, anxiety, depression. The future is the same. Right now, there’s two feet here. Right here, there’s one breath now. And as long as I remain, I cannot create a solution to find a problem, or a problem to find me.

What? The Ducking Duck

“I’ve painted so many lies” As woe begets my pen (Oh my....is that.... a typo?)   The neglect of a V A carat addition ^ Or auto-correction Underscoring the need for  This somber reflection    What is the meaning of life and love?   The nurture of ducks Vs The nature of Fu’s   (Where... Continue Reading →

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