Friday, July 17, 2015

[Journal Excerpt]

. . .I only seek to transcribe my thoughts during my darkest hours; when I feel most lost. As if finally writing down my transgressions will somehow alleviate or dull the aching thoughts.

When everything is good and well, I see no reason to spend time in this reflective world. - Id rather allocate that time and energy to manifest something of tangible value, but maybe I've been looking at it wrong… I've been exerting all this energy on manifesting something physical that I haven't been balancing that exertion on growing spiritually. -- It's not that I've been neglecting nurturing myself on a spiritual level entirely… just failing to satisfy that which I intuitively crave - magic.

Thursday, June 4, 2015


Grateful for the mornings that became nights - and every night I was left to ponder.

Time flies by, taking with it pieces of who we were.
Eroding the exterior of our being.
Until an impermeable surface is left.

What's left, is typically who we identify ourselves as. Unrelenting; your new determination can easily be misinterpreted for arrogance or a myriad of other condescending character flaws.

Sunday, March 15, 2015


As the aged adage goes; "time waits for no one."

We often find ourselves reflecting on the past, whether it be in nostalgic happiness or wallowing regrets.
In a similar fashion we often look to the future, in hopes of some form of clairvoyance.
Resourcefully the past can often serve as a guide for the future.
"Those who cannot remember the past are condemned to repeat it."-George Santayana

Our obsession with thoughts of both the future and past, can cause us to lose sight of that which is most important; the present. The current moment you're living in is ever-fading and you'll never be able to get any of this time back.
Tomorrow is a mirage.

Saturday, December 7, 2013