Butter scraped over too much bread.

'Dad's heart stopped after I said amen to a prayer'

'Dad's heart stopped after I said amen to a prayer'

In three steps

I believe that there is one story in the world, and only one, that has been writing itself over and over again—one story. The story of good and evil.
Art is not for commodity. It is for passion.
A Pilot’s Journey Through Slow Sand and Flight

In the quiet weight of being stuck, all roads begin to open.

When reality fails you, look to your dream last for answers. At least you will be entertained.

Not all prayers are spoken. Some are lived.

Dance, like laughter, needs no translation.
Man, the things that come to us in the middle of the night.


Out of suffering have emerged the strongest souls; the most massive characters are seared with scars.