Whatever is, is. Can we know it? Possibly, but we will never know if we know it truly.
A land of ineptitude.
Poetry, Visual Arts, Music and IT Tech
A collective of poems and photos.
Art doesn't have to be worthy to be worth sharing
Crafting my thoughts into poetry and prose.
Raku pottery, vases, and gifts
once, i saw a girl, unstiching the stars so they'd tumble from the sky and fall on her feet.
Vox clamantis in deserto