Mind Flooding of Theoretical Tradition

I for one am happy. I sit on this the last day of the year mind full of dreams heart full of memories over running like the cup of blessing my Lord had set before me. I for one am afraid of the change, that is to come loving without having never felt this rewarding … Continue reading Mind Flooding of Theoretical Tradition


The heart which was empty is now full overflowing occupying a space where old love once stilled solidifying only to be broken into bits discarded. The heart which was empty is now dipped in thoughts of a new love which laces an environment familiar to someone else which someone else has yet still it is … Continue reading