He was born with searching eyes, wrinkled and bruised, on a Saturday afternoon. As the clock chimes, his curled fingers … More
When I let go of what I am, I become what I might be. – Lao Tzu
When I let go of what I am, I become what I might be. – Lao Tzu
He was born with searching eyes, wrinkled and bruised, on a Saturday afternoon. As the clock chimes, his curled fingers … More
Chronicles of Illusions 