Liff

I know you, I walked with you once upon a dream. I know you, the gleam in your eyes is so familiar a gleam.

Poetic Sanctum

I ask for so little. Just let me rule you, and you can have everything that you want.

“Where does it all lead? What will become of us? These were our young questions, and young answers were revealed. It leads to each other. We become ourselves.”

“I hope that if you are out there and read this….know that, yes, it’s true I’m here, and I’m just as strange as you.”

“You’re only given a little spark of madness. You mustn’t lose it.”

“Don’t plant your bad days. They grow into weeks. The weeks grow into months. Before you know it, you got yourself a bad year. Take it from me - choke those little bad days. Choke ‘em down to nothing.”