I found my self growing up.
At 1-11 years old, I was a child and playing...
How are you feeling my friend?
For I see that you are bleeding...
The way you make me feel. When I'm around you it...
When I'm in your arms it's like they was made for...
O merciful God
please forgive them for killing me...
Radiant, I am
Yet admired I'll never be...
Washed Away...
Plastic Waste
Plastic waste is not okay...
God is dead,
thus Zarathustra said...
The morning Trek!
A look at the urban morning transit ritual...
Forgive me my Lord I have been lost
Every border and boundary I crossed...
His touch was like a siren that rang alarm bells...
His secret surprises becoming more suspicious...
Do you crave me to care that your fear is keeping...
sleeping through fear is easier said than done...