If it wasn’t here. Then why should I act like it was there. I’m scared because I know you really think it’s there. Find me.... if you dare.

Mistakes in life are like wounds to the flesh. Just give the body time and it heals, resets. Don’t forget, how it made you feel. That’s the steal, the loot, your take away. That phat meal, the root, the last minute fade away.

We all return to Mother Earth. The rich, the poor. She does not care about your financial worth. Make your time here count before you meet the dirt. There won’t be I’ll do better next time when she’s ready. Only time to look back and see if you didn’t...

It’s an expression of me, it’s an expression of we. It’s an expression of what you can’t see. We call it art you call graffiti.

I am you You are me There is no in between So please see me Just for me I’m asking for Mother Earth.

I don’t know you, but I know you know me. I have no clue, you solve mysteries. I see no cover. You see trees. I feel anxiety. You see what life has for me. I find it easy to bury thoughts. You have a way to uncover what seems lost. When I feel alone. ...