Creative Works....

I love all the creative works that I create....even the works that find themselves in a digital or tangible trash can. Some get trashed because, after being created, they didn't/don't portray the essence of what I had imagined. It doesn't mean that they weren't/aren't good, or great, it just means that my vision wasn't/isn't fulfilled in them the way I had wanted/hoped. Some of those works may make the "cut" for a future idea I might have. Or not. Nonetheless, they are still loved, because a piece of me, a part of my imagination, heart, and soul is forever in them.

{by me}

Missing You....

The thoughts, the visions, and the dreams of a soul; a soul that, throughout life, has been the tortured spirit of a fatal attraction. An attraction due to a love affair, a past tribal pact, or maybe, just maybe a long line of tainted blood. Dare we walk together....but how do we walk apart....

{by me}