Authenticity

  • A Little More Than This

    I do not care to be seen. I do not wish to scramble, do not wish to fight my way to the top to be seen, to be loved a little more than this. Perhaps I should try harder to… Continue reading

  • The Clouds

    Somewhere in the clouds is where you will find me. Am I broken, or am I just me? Floating, somewhere beyond the day. Floating, not quite flying away. As humanity goes, I am far from normal, and yet I’d not… Continue reading

  • It Seems Simple

    It seems simple. To live as I am always. It seems simple. To live. Continue reading

  • All That I Am

    I am all that I am, and wherever I drift on the wind of today is as it should be, is all that I am. As it should be is all that I am. Continue reading

  • The Wilderness

    Mmmm. The wilderness within. Let her rise above the soft waves of propriety. Let her unleash her greatest longings. Let her fall into the darkest of nights. Set her free, see her run beyond form, beyond care, beyond life. Let… Continue reading

  • Yes, No, Life

    Am I a good and proper human. Yes. No. Life. Continue reading

  • This Quiet Storm

    I am me. Just me. Not who you think I am. Not who you wish I would be. Just who I am. This quiet storm. Me. Continue reading

  • Today

    I have found myself, today. Once again I am everything I am. I am the passionate stroke of theatre, and the softest touch of poetry. My colours are pastel: peach and mauve, whimsical tendrils and earthy wooden grain. I am… Continue reading

  • Sending A Cuddle

    Hello my beautiful bloggy friends 🙂 Technically I’m still on my bloggy break, but I’ve been feeling an urge to reach out to you all and send some invisible flying cuddles, just incase you need them. There is such thickness… Continue reading

  • Muddy Waters

    Muddy waters are pure beneath the mud. Continue reading