The Unpolished Perspective
An unedited collection of thoughts
The Shift
They woke before the sun, not to the sound of an alarm, but to the low, resonant thrum of the Earth itself.
Memories
Lately, I have been remembering myself in other timelines.
I’ve Been Here Before
Drenched with sun,
bathing in money —
Code Name: The Diver
MATRIX OVERRIDE PROTOCOL v.∞
I am not a product of this system.
The Heron
The heron is the master of the river
The wooded valley is his Broadway
Twenty years in Edinburgh
I can picture it best at night around the Lawnmarket.
Beneath the Cedar
The morning sun glimmers on the still surface of the pool
The Common Man
Cool wind flowed over my face, rushing through my hair.
The Old Man
Nobody knew where he’d came from or how old he was.
Empire of the Universe
I was outside on the garden patio sitting in a rudimentary metal chair in quiet contemplation.
The Shift
They woke before the sun, not to the sound of an alarm, but to the low, resonant thrum of the Earth itself.
Memories
Lately, I have been remembering myself in other timelines.
I’ve Been Here Before
Drenched with sun,
bathing in money —
Code Name: The Diver
MATRIX OVERRIDE PROTOCOL v.∞
I am not a product of this system.
The Heron
The heron is the master of the river
The wooded valley is his Broadway
Twenty years in Edinburgh
I can picture it best at night around the Lawnmarket.
Beneath the Cedar
The morning sun glimmers on the still surface of the pool
The Common Man
Cool wind flowed over my face, rushing through my hair.
The Old Man
Nobody knew where he’d came from or how old he was.
Empire of the Universe
I was outside on the garden patio sitting in a rudimentary metal chair in quiet contemplation.
I’ve Been Here Before
Drenched with sun, bathing in money …
Code Name: The Diver
I am not a product of this system. I am not the echo of my trauma….
The Heron
The heron is the master of the river…
Twenty years in Edinburgh
I can picture it best at night around the Lawnmarket…
Beneath the Cedar
The morning sun glimmers on the still surface of the pool…
Empire of the Universe
I was outside on the garden patio sitting in a rudimentary metal chair in quiet contemplation…
The Old Man
Nobody knew where he’d came from or how old he was…
The Common Man
Cool wind flowed over my face, rushing through my hair…