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BEAST Primal and passionate like jazz brilliantly seductive knowing the soundless sound forging through the night like a fast moving spirit he becomes the beast unleashing the dark the dangerous sending out signals like a fire on a cold winter night  From HERO, a collection of metaphysical poems

BEAST







Infinite Wisdom – Unbroken Bonds Around the age of five is the first memory I have of someone dying. It was a tumultuous combination of tremendous loss and the oddity that something greater had occurred — both a miracle and a tragedy. I would never see this person again during […]

On Death