An Excerpt

“And life? What of life? Life is a sky uncharted— a river without stones. Where we step, and we will step often, will be a place un-rippled by flaws and imperfections until our feet reach its surface. Every new second is tainted as soon as the clock ticks; a crack in creation that we have learned to simply call existence. Our lives revolve around this universe that constantly destroys and creates itself and yet we call it nothing because we have seen it before. While this moment is newly broken, we have lived through many lifetimes of brokenness.

Do not fear the apocalypse; for you have lived through millions already.”

“Place Uncharted”