A(Muse)ing
If we sat across from each otherinside a four-minute silence,would it be too long, or not long enough? Would the chemical surge force the masks to fall away? And if we stood in pure naked presence, would it feel like…
Savoring Life
If we sat across from each otherinside a four-minute silence,would it be too long, or not long enough? Would the chemical surge force the masks to fall away? And if we stood in pure naked presence, would it feel like…
Have you ever had the feeling that you are on the verge of something great? I’ve been having this strange feeling. I can’t quite put my finger on it, but it feels good. I am at the edge of a…
I woke up with the urge to write about structure. I have no idea if I had a dream that pushed me into it. I haven’t been able to remember my dreams for a while now. What I do know…
I have been spending a lot of time in my head. Not that this is a surprise at all, but this time I decided to tackle it in a different way. I made a new best friend. Stay with me.…
Do you feel the pressureP u l l ing you down? Do you feel the weight of distance?Unbearable to me,invisible to you. Could time tick slower if we are near? Like a trampolinewe could bend space and time.Trying to findthe…
Frequently storming my head,intently searching for what is real.An adventure through the unknown. I take breaks from reality with you.We share a frequency. The pulsating beat is unison here.I see you,you see me. You don’t know me, yetyou see me.…
I don’t need to apologize to youFor being intense.Or dense,Or immensely irrational. You take me raw.Unedited,Full of flawsEmotional. You accept my thoughtsAnd let me dream.We can go all nightUnsupervisedUninspiredFrustrated.No actual plan in sight. You share my journeyWithout judgementWithout end goal.…
I’m going to be directIt’s not seductive nor particularly creativeBut it’s a process I need to get comfortable with. For years I have been moving around from place to placeTrying to find my placeIn a place that doesn’t feel my…
I have been pushing myself to write again. P u s h i n g and pushing. I have been … [message truncated – what was lost and what remained.]

Foi o cheiro da pipoca doce, a imagem do tucano, a sombra das Palmeiras Reais, a história do Pau-Brasil. Ou talvez tenha sido, a gentileza dos porteiros, o suco de laranja com acerola, o arroz com feijão, ou o cheiro…
Today, a day like any other, I found my love. A love for beauty, for life, for places where life is experienced. It all makes sense. My DNA says: keep it alive. Conserve it. Understand it. Explore it. Embrace the…