In fading day On shining night An opera plays True loves delight Through aging time Day to day We loose our prime With swift dismay Still in face Love is a masquerade Yet unstable in pace Like mercury retrograde He aches in envy She connects to another Like repeating history

11/19/22 You look to the stars to decipher who I am. Was our connection that shallow? A love revealed to be just another sham. A past not worthy of a nostalgic wallow.

11/4/22 I heard the sounds of growling dogs out my window. The Kittens!!! The kittens!!! I ran outside to see their nursery knocked down and two pit bulls in the bushes. I checked the destruction looking for life. The babes were scared hissing at me the loudest they

9/23/23 I sight the tale of sisyphus a man who is punished to carry a rock up a mountain for it to roll back down to repeat again. This is what life is in essence filled with mountains or things we must overcome without end. You may complete

10/24/23 The same people that care about having motion are the same people standing still. A standing tree has more motion than they could ever have. They worry about the presentation and iconography of motion instead of the philosophy of motion. The people who have real motion don’

2/24/24 Why is it my love that being someone you could lose makes you want me. How can you call your feeling love if it is fueled by fear. Who would I be to accept this love and be the source of your distress. I never want you

Written in my Notes app 3/4/2024 Not to long ago I spoke with a Lyft driver named KyungAe about life and stuff. The conversation started simply about my degree and then it got very philosophical. She spoke to me about being a pawn of how we all are

Written in my Notes app 8/2/24 I’m staring at a casket at the foot of a grave labeled Royal Demeriez Brown. The man you once knew is being put to rest now, but I don’t want to go. I cherish this not perfect me, the one