travel
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Dreams are what’s beyond the surface
I can’t even begin to explain the dreams that fill my mind at night. What are these? Glimpses of the subconscious? Or trips to other realms? Who’s to say the subconscious isn’t just another realm? Last night, I dreamt the end of the world. I’ve had this dream in multiple…
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I didn’t write yesterday
Instead I fell asleep at 7 PM and didn’t wake up again until 2 AM; a day gone by. I wonder if I needed that sleep… It’s Saturday and whether I like it or not, I have to work. Monday we’ll be reopening the studio so there’s a lot to…
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Are poets destined to fall in love forever?
I remember one time, listening to the words of another traveling poet. In his deepest sincerity, he asked himself, why do I fall in love with every single person I meet? I had heard these words a few years back. And when I did, it was as if someone had…
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What you seek, is right here
When people come across my cards, website, or Instagram, there is something that brought them there. My favorite thing to say is that everything is Divine placement and timing. As beautiful as this sounds, I don’t mean it to be aesthetically pleasing to the ears or heart. Throughout my journey,…
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It gets grey in these mountains,
to think I would ever complain about them is nonsense; at least that’s what I tell myself while reading back to old Grey L.A. posts. Last night, I watched one of my favorite animes, Mushi-shi. It’s a very beautiful anime, I highly suggest it. It put me in this sort…