a dissertation on disintegration .
Category: musings
we have these weights that live inside us .
move one inch at a time + you’ll be just fine .
i started unloving .
don’t arrive .
don’t arrive .
“for greed, all nature is too little .”
-SENECA
love is not something you say,
it’s something you do .
music is dangerous . it can transport you to an emotion so quickly,
you’re there before you have a chance to put your guard up + there you are on your knees .
it’s always been about asking the rights questions of your subjects,
of oneself,
of life,
of those that have cause to hamper your progress .
notes to self .
today’s sentiment .