Eyes of My Heart

I gaze out my window At the world in front of me I see the crowded streets of NY With people striving to be first I see the vibrant rainbow mud of the Yellowstone Spring There is the rock formation in Scotland Where a time portal is rumoured to be A herd of horses, leaving... Continue Reading →


We can't capture reality in any medium Our perceptions are too kind Reality is like A slap in the face A bucket of ice cold water Flashlight beam in the eyes Harsh. It's as if each book is missing a dimension that cannot be decribed in words It's as if every drawing is intricately designed... Continue Reading →

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