Colours of the wind

“You can own the earth and still all you’ll own is earth until, you can paint with all the colours of the wind” a line from the Disney classic Pocahontas… Which I’m not ashamed to say was one of my favourite movies growing up, it still inspires me today. That song in particular

A beast in the matrix

  It takes courage not to conform, to know the luxury of a civilised life… and remain wild. To know to comforts of people pleasing, and the ease of lying, yet remain honest and true… To know the advantages of logical reasoning, and keep thinking with your heart. To know the bitter taste of defeat,

The eye

Through out history and across various cultures, there exists a notion that we as a species are being watched by somekind of higher order… That is an intrinsic part of most belief systems…I don’t think we’ll ever have answers to the questions; who is watching us? And why? But if we are being watched the

Flower

Now Deeply rooted in my grey matter, emotions stem from a flower that never leaves. I lay there, mired in thought, wondering how different my plot would be, if her seeds were never sown… If she had never grown on me… Her petals shine like gold medals, on my podium of pandemonium, cropping up ever

Under the influence

The waves danced like devine feline across the shoreline, to the tune of a moon so full ,it could have worn out a ware wolf.  she was refelcting the suns light when the days got darker, she went through her phases but she was always there, on time, in rhythim. contantly influencing under the influence.