I see the whole world as a Realm of Possibility, without the false borders, a world within our worlds mostly in our heads.
Here's to the next five years, to survival, to democracy.
I’ve seen these hills, they were the same when I first saw them and they are the same now.
Leaving something for the next generation is like writing your name on a foggy glass which disappears as the glass clears. It doesn't matter.
The truth is, Valentine's is great for those of us who watch. But there's a thorn on every rose.
We've become so comfortable in our own lack of safety having accepted danger as just a daily thing.
In small squares of sticky paper, we write notes to ourselves, it's a private conversation deemed irrelevant with time and isn't that our existence?
We never really take the 'new' in New Year seriously do we? I know I don't.
2019 is another Pandora's box we open tonight, so let's breathe easy before facing whatever's inside.
This time of the year we all look back, we try and take our pitfalls with a pinch of salt, and ponder on all the wasted time