The Only Thing You Should Be Carrying

In life there’s going to be times when people look you in the eye and try their best to tear you apart. And they might succeed in that moment, but they lost the war to win this tiny insignificant battle. Read More…

Paul Cézanne

“Paul Cézanne was a post-impressionist painter born January 19th 1839 in France…..He felt that an artist should see nature in a way that no one has seen it before. That they must make a vision for themselves. Not in an extremely cryptic way, but by being fully conscious of their own sensations.” Read more

Art It Up

“There is something collective in art especially art done in solitude.” If you’re feeling like the world is getting to you, like you just can’t get a break, make some art. You will still hurt. You will still be soft but every time you share your guts, one more person will be less alone. ButContinue reading “Art It Up”

The Gift of Thought

We are strongly encouraged to live on autopilot day in and day out but we need time to rest so that we can think clearly. It is not necessary to be able to recall information at warp speed, but we do need to give our brains what our brains need. Here’s a list of aContinue reading “The Gift of Thought”

Philosophy and Character

When your philosophy/belief system does not in any way line up with your behaviors I’m calling you out on your character And I support anyone else who calls you out I don’t understand why people get mad when their character is attacked while spewing beliefs they don’t even follow for themselves Change your behavior orContinue reading “Philosophy and Character”

The Art of Patience

The world is adjusting The words are flying out The book is started And the ending Is unfolding before my eyes It’s the art of patience that’s a killer But just wait Just you wait My life is falling into place And when it happens I’ll still have nothing to prove I’m excited about thatContinue reading “The Art of Patience”

My Last Love Letter

There you were Beneath my naked body stripped bare To the bone To the soul And still you stood Unwavering next to my shattered bones Next to my full and emptied womb You accepted my child so much so you cried to let her go You taught her to tie her shoes and taught meContinue reading “My Last Love Letter”