Thrust!


Everyone  has a place  they call home. A soft place to fall. A wanderer yielding the call of the wild,  strewn about in the wind. Home: a shadow. LNB 06/2021 God gives. He takes away. He mostly gives for a little time and takes away forever.

Oubli!


Pain! Pain! Pain nothing can assuage, here therein,  within. Beneath our skin. We peel, tear cut, inhale, to exhale. This is why we do what we do. Dull the senses. Imbibe, rile, indulge, hurt the hurt. Anything! Something! Within. Now. What annihilates:  it,  this,  us, now!