Nature, the Devious Beauty

The feeling is: That I've arrived at the place that I might have been at a long time ago, and that things are put in the way, as forms of experience and trials and obstacles, before permission is granted to let us be at ease and at peace with a situation that is pleasing to both ourselves and to the people around us. Nature, you seem to be a devious beauty.

A Particular Universal Truth

Outside of my head a world is in motion, forever suggesting and gazing its gaze, looking for a move to be made, asking its tacit questions, from its conscience to mine, and I can only turn my head inside for so long, away from this particular universal truth.

The House of Mystery

It seemed like a house of mystery, the atmosphere was of death and winter, it made me uncomfortable, I had not to stay, and then I had to think of what might have been going on there, and I am still thinking about it, it seemed to be a place devoid of feeling.........