“Pain rises. From the heart to the head pain rises.”

“This was the start of a period that blurs as I try to recall it. Incidents seem to cascade and merge. Events become feelings, fellings become events. Head and heart are contrary historians.”

“The head has no answers, and the heart has no questions, Jack would say."Quoting his teacher and good friend Jack Kakakaway”

“Nothing belongs to itself anymore. These trees are yours because you once looked at them. These streets are yours because you once traversed them. These coffee shops and bookshops, these cafs and b...”

“..."SORRY."...Just doesn't cut it anymore!”

“It's not funny anymore...", did you heard your self, you are entering a position called, "I wanna be a victim..., please take me".”