Tales from the mouth of a wolf. Yep You heard that right. The writer who has spent years calling himself a wolf and tearing apart anything in his wake just mixed things up and labelled himself as a flower. Confused? Well, I can explain. But first we need to go backwards so that we can then go forwards. Sometimes we just need to go through a little bit of shit before we can grow.

The radio dies alone because it could not communicate with other radios. Merry Christmas and Happy New Year to you and yours! December 25, 2016. Swimming in the Cosmic Pool. And thud goes the green body. There is a Blackhole at the Center of Everything. And I made butter with my hands. Forming progeny of steam,.

8230; my journey to a healthy life, making new memories and so much more.

On the edge of Bodhgaya, this twenty five metre tall statue of the Buddha was erected in the grounds of the Japanese Daij.

This post might get to you quite late, but as we say, at least it showed up. 3 years ago on the 25th of December, I received Christ in my life.

The only good cage is an empty cage. My dream is to see every creature on our beautiful earth living out their lives in peace, free from harm and exploitation. I really welcome your feedback and comments, good or bad! Follow Blog via Email.

Sitio para escribir, lo que fluya y lo que salga. Recuerdas aquel adiós en la estación? No recuerdo si fueron cinco días, cinco meses o cinco años, fue un tiempo eterno. No llegó más tu voz a mis oídos, ni tu sonrisa amañada en mi regazo, diciendo que el arado estaba morocho y que tú eras el ser más tierno en este planeta.

On happy new year 2017. Ink of love in fire.