Hop on the bus…

Drop off the key, There are that many invasions to our thoughts per second flight from the muse so quickly because the walls are caving in. You know it is a strange time to be alive everything is clear then in a mere increment more than 1 second but under five, it could be deducted from the […]

Cultivating souls

“A poet makes himself a visionary through a long, boundless, and systematized disorganization of all the senses. All forms of love, of suffering, of madness; he searches himself, he exhausts within himself all poisons, and preserves their quintessences. Unspeakable torment, where he will need the greatest faith, a superhuman strength, where he becomes all men […]