

MoonlightStuck in the darkness, the abyss of my torment, no light, no light. Then all at once I looked up, saw the moonlight and was dazzled. It filled my vision and my thoughts, conscious and unconscious, and became the enigmatic possessor of all my energies and determinations. Down and in it seeped like molten heat and snuck into the cold places where my heart and soul should dwell but dont. And there I sat surrounded by darkness but filled with light, the reflection of its beauty. I wanted more, I wanted to exist within it, be surrounded by it and taken into its world. But I am but a person upon the earth and it is a heavenly celestialMoonlight


Musings 2: Stop.Stop! Stop listening to all those beauty ads telling you that you need products to change you and make you happy. Happiness, true happiness comes from being ok with yourself. Maybe not overjoyed or in love with yourself but just comfortable in your own skin. Enough at ease with yourself that you dont need to pretend to be anyone else and safe in the knowledge that your friends will still be your friends no matter what you look like.Musings 2: Stop.
These pseudo celebrity charlatans trying to sell you there magic creams and potions, none of them care about you, none of them know how you feel and none of them and I mean NONE, have your best intere


Musings 1: Cyclical ThoughtsSometimes I have the feeling of burning, even though I am so cold my teeth clash together in a cacophany of frozen sound. The epiphany, the amazing thought that I arrive at is that the feeling of burning is wrought by the feeling that I am melting into the fabric of the universe, silently and unamazingly, no bang to resound as I begin my descent. I see myself being that which I wish not to be but am powerless to stop it. I can not wring out of myself that which I desire. Perhaps the power within myself I have sought so long does not exist, never existed in me. But how does one ever know that. when all around you tell you thatMusings 1: Cyclical Thoughts