I know, you have to go, spoil it all. And now I know, you never will take this life.Take it all, in your hands. You were mine. I could smile. You understand, fine — Nicola Hitchcock
The Sacred and Violence
A small number absurdity of the emotional fields
Ends against the Middle
Esoteric contemplation on wasps in a jar
Themes of absurdity and offence
Hidden behind the atopic experience
Pandora’s Box
Dangers in Zen and Limerence
Change and Dignity
Avalon and Balance
Line up glass beads
That which is going to be, fights against being
The putting back
Deep reflections on Y.