People are who they want to be
They are the roads they choose
The path they avoid
The things that fill the void

Nobody is to blame for what you are today
Not your peers , not your alma mater , and certainly not your parents
Forced is never a choice but only the perspective of it
Its always your call, always has been – every part ,every bit

The world will yell, it will growl , it will tease , it will howl
It might hit, it might hurt Continue reading Choice.


Racing In the Dark

Knowing the endlessness

The vast expanse

Of the frivolity of all of this

Yet we continue to tread

The path that leads


Unknowing and uncertain

Upsetting and impulsive

We turn the faith in ourselves

To a blind fear of crusading warriors

No different than us

Less fearful than us.