Salvador Dali, “The Dance”, 1957. NY Times. How dangerous and compromising it is. It looks so enticing with how welcoming it portrays itself, flaunting what it has to offer. You look at it long enough, and eventually it’ll pull you in for the kill. Once you’re in, you’re seduced with every advance it gives you. […]
Six hands, six empty pockets. Two mischievous minds planning to shoplift. One opposing mind, supposedly mine yet somehow I find myself fascinated with an object, obviously planning to “cop” it. I have to stop this; How can I be considered a leader if I allow others that are rebellious towards authority and immune to rules… […]
Roses are red, Violets are blue. Seeds were planted in the past, time passed & those seeds grew. They blossomed & became beautiful; They are symbolic & although the plants can be physically taken out the earth, they remain unmovable. August 11th 2015 – the birth of a garden. The first of much to come. We […]
Seeing violence done in the dark has me leaving the light switch off as I speak in silence. Seeking guidance when seeds of doubt sprout seasonally in my thoughts in result of wars fought with enemies seeking an alliance. Walking through the alley of death where shadows are said to seen. Selling souls to satan […]
