Fading like fireflies, rushing past our destiny, we lose...

The world is my sister, as broken and human as I. Forgive her shortcomings. Love her for...

You, who rebelled against nature and declared belonging a loss: For to be is not to be. "The world is my oyster and I am its pearl. No..." 

I follow my heart and it shows me things I never knew was possible, because the heart is far more intelligent than the mind

Do not ask me to choose between the sun and the moon, between night and day, between earth and sky and water... for I could never choose...

Just like the soul that reveals itself in a fleeting dream only to be buried once more in consciousness... Whomever is learned in the wisdoms of life will know where to find me: My greatest treasures...

I have nothing and I have everything: in nothing the world is my oyster. Nothing to lose, only to gain, each...

Birth is beautiful, it is bloodshed and membranes spilled out on the floor... Do you see beauty in process and creation, or does blood...

My awakening is Namaqualand in August. I am bleeding orange, pink escapes from my lips, purple appears in my dreams at night...

I am the weed that grows through concrete, I am the diamond emerging from volcanic pressures, I am resilience. Not because I fight against..

You live on in me, no matter where I might go, I will pass you on

I swim in the oceans of Neptune, I run across the plains of Mars, and make love on the Moon...

Lonely are we who love too much and must be cast aside to appease the limitations of the world. Have they all...

Brave is that druid who risked its life to render the most magnificent, exquisite bloom...

Give me a seed and I will grow a garden. Give me a hand and I will never let go. Give me love and...

It is in the pursuit of purpose that all purpose is lost. Blinded by what we are searching for, unable to see what's right in front of us

I am my own downfall, running headfirst into chaos without any regrets. I want all the beauty and all the pain, staring into the face of...

Most magnificent and terrifying, standing at the precipice of death, giving birth to new life: the ultimate gift, the ultimate sacrifice

I tread on the suspense of not knowing, the bittersweet...My infinitely impatient nature remains outwardly still and frozen, unable to open

Awoken from a decade long slumber with the sobering realization that everything I thought mattered could disappear in an instant, that I...