Lonely like a lollipop on an empty counter at a seaside convenience store mid-December.

Choose carefully to whom you give power to assess your value.

Fall back into your own arms.

Keep your deck open, and your shuffle dry.

Mistakes are creative material of the highest order.

Problem is, I can hear you thinking out of hours.

Abstain from anything that feeds mind chatter, and listen to the silence for forty days.

Treat anyone paid to have an ideology with caution.

Unwilling to change their ways, they attempt to change the tides.

We know it’s done when there are no more words to say. Yet what is left unsaid is now a treasure within.

Glamour and verbosity under the satellite sky.

All the roads we did not take were detours to the road we are on.

Only love and death can make time stop. — For my uncle.

Redial the past for a new passcode. #happySolstice☀️

Respect the Earth, the Moon, the Sun, and the endless skies. Respect all beings, be they large or small. Respect the air you breathe, the water that quenches your thirsts, and the land that feeds you. And when you take to rest at night, remember to also respect yourself.

If you are not waking up together, covered in sunshine, everything else is a lie.

Take that darkness and fill it with daffodils and time.

The strangeness of our existence cannot be overstated.

The shell with a missing pearl.

Indulgence is not happiness, and happiness is not an indulgence.

That chip on your shoulder, return it to sender.

One minute of carelessness which separates heaven from hell.

He broke many hearts, and I was one of them. There is safety in numbers.

What is art meant to represent – the ideals of passion, the damage of life, or the fragile truth in between?

We are all here rescuing experience from the jaws of oblivion.

Nothing survives but the truth.

It might be your beat, but it’s not your street.

There is no magic where there is no heart.

Those who feel they are able to grow only if they stop the growth in others, most probably had creation denied them as children, and thus are unable to fully understand its workings.

If it’s a bridge which allows demons to cross, burn it in style.

There is a speck of amber in his dark Constantinople eyes that tells me he could feel like home.

We break the chains when we become loyal to our soul.

What is the value of awe?

To read is to allow a world to inhabit our mind, in silence.

Choose your path, you are the light, or you chase the light.

What an incredible triumph it is – to be who we are, and survive.

If we do not let it in, it cannot harm us.

There is knowledge we can only earn, never acquire.

Whatever makes us happy doesn’t have to be real, but it needs to be true.

Arguing with arrogance is the ultimate way to squander time.

Remembering a deep, yet unrequited love is akin to recalling a war we fought and almost died in. Agony, or anecdote. Nothing in between.