| metaphor | |
this is probably as close as a representation of me can get. so go poke around. no secrets here, no hidden truths. just me, an open book for you to peruse at your leisure. so i invite you to sit down, maybe make yourself a cup of tea (mint has always been my favourite) and do just that. if you don't like what's here, then leave. freedom is a wonderful gift.
"and people crowd around the poet
and say to him,
"sing again soon"
---in other words,
may new sufferings torture your soul,
and may your lips continue
to be formed as before,
because your screams would only
alarm us, but the music is charming."
-soren kierkegaard