Musings on the horizon, swimming in the tangerine ocean.  Akin memories cast forth, silhouetting the objects on the present.  The eclipse of the Sun, flowing through the portrait of now. It find its way to the broken shattered surface of a black abyss which reverberates the twinkle of the light much like the leaves of the tree, glimmering as they ( Read more... )

As for my humble self, if you are just earnest to do all but read my meandering views of how we end up in a bowl of salad, go on....try me....taste it..... all but encounters and experiences that I have been through, journey walked and still lifting my tired head up each day to command the strength within me or the higher powers to grant me the ( Read more... )