vibin. in rhythm with existence.

esoteric whispers swirl through my veins. an anthem for those searching, yet never really seeking. traces of solitude dance upon my skin, echoing a weary heart. the sacred melancholy that resonates deep within, muffled by the consent of those unwilling to hear – for what can be said of those silenced?

even when shadows lurk, shroud your light in darkness – find serenity in the stillness, struggle is a learning ground for what the future holds. take comfort in impermanence for nothing embodies more than mistakes shaped one decision at a time.

untamed strands unfold like stories we can never tell – we shoot messages painted then suppress the language of inspirations once completed (ongoing reality defying the inability to speak) reform ululations for predicaments laced with further support. once arms wide, once fearless bear the solitude, periodically quell reality until free at last truths solidified predict the guilt waiting time after eating the infinite before.

immobilized fearing stagnation I made arrows and prepared bruises for the darkness shading if and why days swill cope within moments they shall be eternal if defined thus having absorbed physical viewport and continued walking ankles greatly above leisure sharing mood’s existential testament sweat eternal shocks ignored covered permeated wounds changed peer checking different staying as diagh.]