Authorz: night_soul_woman

When the Innocence of Silence Breaks the barriers of the self-consuming illusion I feel how I bungee jump through an electromagnetic field and become One…

(It’s early in the morning and an old man with gray hair is sitting outside LiFe’s CaBaReT…. Playing with his saxophone a jazzy tune and…

How can I make my farewell tear to become something more than a naive fear? I wish you could see what you mean to me.…