I am a fellow traveler along life’s journey. I’m one who enjoys the journey so much I sometimes forget there might be a destination. I’m constantly looking around trying to absorb the beauty and mystery that I see all around me. I’m also often reaching out to touch and taste and smell the wonders and experiences that are ripe with possibility and surround me on all sides.Life without me, is life without reality...thoughts...worries...questions...doubts...fears...An interview of the mind guided by reality and my perception of things. A deeper look behind the locked doors of my insanity.Welcome to an insight of my reality. We're all the same but no-one thinks so & it's ok and its small & I'm divine & its beautiful & its comin' & its already here & its absolutely perfect.
“Love wasn’t a piece of music you could play over and over again with different interpretations. It actually needed to be improvised as you went along.” ― Tobsha Learner, Quiver: A Book of Erotic Tales
Love is a temporary madness, it erupts like volcanoes and then subsides. And when it subsides, you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident.
… Louis de Bernières, Captain Corelli’s Mandolin