the canvas of life

it is from the moment that you are born, a burning rush to explore sets into your every breath you cry..

giants walking the line

yes, in each one of you, the giant holds a place… but I ask.. ever walked a line that had a reflective cross point through…

time is our predator

I’d rather believe time is our creation than having time being our creator..

daily journey

your day your day has just become your own treadmill of breaths from the moment you open your eyes in the morning, to the slope…