The walls of my vision split like an atom, bursting a billion stars like plastered plastic barbies reduced to pellets. Gaseous particles bombed the dark for their friends to see, in the cold of one endless night a tiny fleeting light. My hearing shattered at the point of heart break, falling deaf on the kitchen… Continue reading Periphery
In Joe Van's Secret Podcast #26, I talk to an old friend about close calls, the flat Earth, addictions, the uncanny valley, video games, roasts, and family.
Allow me to take you on a retrospective journey... thinking back to who I was at the turn of my second decade. God, I'm still so stupid. No, I shouldn't use that word. I'm learning and will learn for the rest of my life, there's nothing wrong with that. I was just so lazy and… Continue reading Back
Leaves rustle with the wind, and we are blown. Nature breathes in, we are exhaled. Oceans churn, and we are born. Life out is life in. One side of a coin does not exist without the other.
Clambering for some kind of resolve negates the point. Will you forgive me? Cracking down often does the opposite. It's not a fad! Knowing for certain shuts off your brain. Whatever helps you sleep at night.
Feeling a fleeting, fringe, fraction of fire ignite your soul is reason enough to chase a ghost for the rest of your life. Freeing frantic midnight fights from your soul is reason enough... enough to let a ghost go.
Seeing the sky with new eyes means shedding the old, the pain is searing but what comes post revealing, are vistas oh bold.
