The eye that sees, a mind that bends the thought and the image into one. These words are getting vaguer and the mind becomes a watercolor painting of emotions and misconstruded concepts. If you are reading this Thank You for taking time out of your day to read my writing! I hope you will…
Free Hand #68
Artifice, and imitation thoughts that breath air into objects, that have no meaning. There is too much thinking going on here. If you are reading this Thank You for taking time out of your day to read my writing! I hope you will return in the future! -Alina
Free Hand #67 (Behold, The Light)
Behold, the light and cringe. It blinds us and we close our eyes. The screams are louder now, and I have forgotten words. There is nothing outside of this but the endless night that consumes a soul. If you are reading this Thank you for taking time out of your day to read my…
My Favorite Tracks: Chelsea Wolfe
Chelsea Wolfe’s magnetic voice echoes across a world of emulated darkness, a darkness that is welcomed. Her music often exudes a sense of other-worldliness, or a world we have long since forgotten, with tribal drums and mysteriously magical lyrics. I would say Wolfe touches on a darker and truer form of the human psyche, one…
Free Hand #66
A mind that drips and falls down into a hole that is covered revealed and covered over and over over time. What is lost of the mind? That follows and falls? If you’re reading this Thank You for taking time out of your day to read my writing! I hope you will return in…