Grief places you somewhere in between fatalism and nihilism. Somewhere in between the sacred and the meaningless. Grief puts urgency into your life whilst slowing it down. Somewhere in between the sacred and the meaningless.        

i long desperately to taste the sweet without the bitter

The past is a dream The future is a dream A dream is a dream All you have is right now

Distant memories, you’re far away. Although, it seems, you’re here to stay.

it’s a strange thing to steal a land can you ever truly take its hand? life doesn’t feel all that grand when you’re walking on stolen land.      

i don’t need you like the earth needs the rain i just want you – they’re not the same.  

Balance your actions and your mind so that you can find, that after all, this place is kind.

Nightmares create a reality that allows us to confront our fears so we don’t have to carry them in another

It’s sad to see you when you’re not in the room.

we met in a place with our eyes, the lingering fog lifted and revealed the skies. the stars above, below the streams everything appeared in the moon’s beams. so we took one an other’s hand, and that’s when i realised, i am this land.