Days like these

Small glitch in the matrix

Days like these are what makes my faith and beliefs grow fonder of everything I’ve ever learned. Mental muscle takes courage, tears, fears, praising, resting, restlessness, every human emotion is needed for change. It’s lonely sometimes , I’m my only best friend, then there’s that invisible realm where others might call it delusional and not real but in my heart it’s what has kept me going in my life to see and experience things like all small children do who are in amazement through imagination,  rhythm,  and play.

Luna Luna Alone

Patiently inclined to pursue the seriousness of these forces. A fatherly presence held my hand while I gathered noisy courageous volume to speak bold. I spoke to my past, present and future self. Now all that’s left is the unused soft decoding , the scented programming, and values like shimmering gems and Jewel’s. Reserved stillness of the one I missed. The lunatic hunches I missed. – Cristina J

Photo by me 10:05pm