I couldn't resist needing to retrace a sculpted face- That chiseled the in-between, Breaking the hearts screen, slipping through morning...

The Harvest Lay Dormant and watch. Enter the discreet recesses of the mind, where tangible shortcomings fray. It’s a journey that one can...

Here is another channeled blog-basically allowing spirit to speak freely about anything they deem important at this time. Do I know...