December 16th, 2024

I don't have any words about love because I don't know what to say that hasn't been said before. Does that mean I should say what other people are saying? Even if I repeat it, it feels like I'm shouting into a void where no one who needs to hear is listening. It is so heartbreaking sometimes to see waves of love that will never meet their destination. 

Octavia Butler said habit finishes projects and builds great writers. I want to get better at this so badly but you can plainly see that I'm terribly impersistent. Inspiration and impulse rule me... but maybe not forever.

Fantasy is the apex of imagination, creativity, and desire. 

Light and love and life are surely connected in some way I hope to further decipher.