Gas(or)light(?)

You cut my heart in a million pieces. Twisted my reality in myriad ways. Who am I and what is real Today I barely know. What I remember is that it was my fault. Always. Somehow it still is… or so they say. By the time I had enough, it was like nothing ever happened,…

Every day

Every day, without cease, I will worship You! Some days my worship goes to You in a form of a smile, worshipping The God Who Was.Other days, it takes the form of a song, worsipping The God Who Is.Many times, it transforms in a sigh from deep within, worshipping The God Who Is To Come….

Visează fără lanțul fricii în jurul aripilor tale

Îmi amintești de mine, varianta de demult. Realitatea era opțională. De dimineața și până seara alergam prin lumile create de mintea mea. Lumi în care toate ecosistemele erau echilibrate, iar sentimentul pe care rulam era profunzimea bucuriei de a exista. Mereu aveam “colțul meu” pe care îl decoram în funcție de prezentul în care eram,…