‘He appears to me.’ ‘Chaser of dreams,’ they spit the words as a blasphemy. I speak of it no more. … More
When I let go of what I am, I become what I might be. – Lao Tzu
‘He appears to me.’ ‘Chaser of dreams,’ they spit the words as a blasphemy. I speak of it no more. … More
a cracked blue-grey eggshell lies under the magnolia’s twisted branches and I don’t care about the question… *** Stone # … More