A secret breath,
breathed in secret:
hush,
life stirs.

Sunny Autumn Vista
Luna Gloria Night
India Summer Pearl

what's in a name.

hello, crazy string

am i this body? am i this mind?

am i a Gemini?
an INFP?
a "Cosmic Ladies Man"?

fun is a dog from hell

Oh, Rilke... The night! The night!

Everything is blooming most recklessly; if it were voices instead of colors, there would be an unbelievable shrieking into the heart of the night.
-- Rainer Maria Rilke

Sometime, we spin in circles
where we can spin no more