What appears to me as truly wonderful, is that the aging process does not seem to impact the sheer joy of being. This experience can
As we grow older, comes an impression of unsuitability,We feel we have become unfit for inhabiting this place. Compared to the inflamed spark thrown by
I have smothered in the narrowness of your mindsI have despaired along your vacant aspirations. My heart has splintered through you indulgenceMy soul has crushed
So you want to live your life … ?
Sophie knew it. She had prepared the path for what she was about to experience that day.All these imbroglios straight out of Zen stories, all
On this very special eve A familiar, comfortable, remotely throbbing feeling Is letting myself melt into this place of Softly Sad. Like songs written in