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House (night).HEIC

100 Things I love

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Pale yet perfect fractals of winter limitless in variation                   
Rough and coarse Earthly crumbs                                                       
Viscous refreshment with a hint of sweetness                                 
Invisible gusts of the ether caressing me gently                             
Crimson leaves inspiring ardor, swaying softly                                  
Fading into an ethereal realm alien to my senses                             
Somber songs bestowing life upon a sorry soul 
Caring embrace, piercing cloudy skies                                             
Merciful escape from the mundanities known as life                        
Losing oneself in illusory pages painting worlds beyond                  
Slipping into a silent, half lit street                                                      
colorless lips of water descending from the empyrean above        
Voiceless dominion of nightfall                                                             
Overcoming a daunting task assigned by a certain coldhearted individual          
Dark, thin layers of chocolate flavored frost disintegrating in a burst of flavor        
Falling into unconsciousness beneath comfy layers after a hard day            
Ebb and flow of surging tides crashing unto the sandy shore           
A wistful longing invoking memories of a long dead past                 
Gazing upon fading embers from places I’ll never visit                         
Natural, vivid scents sating my needs for olfaction                           
Elegant aromas of divine fragrance                                                         
Painstaking execution of blades on concrete 
Gleeful cries and delightful chirps, unintelligible but uplifting        
How the sun subtly sinks into the horizon, gifting me the eternal stillness of night 
Veils of grey dissipating into dawn
Ephemeral sheets of grey traversing the endless sky                               
Thoughts cascading into one another as a peer out the window provides me clarity                                                                                            
Warmth draining from my palms as tendrils of snow engulf my emotions   
Frolicking flames given life and a never ending dance    
A cacophonous chant, the wrath of storms, plunging the world into discord   
The pallid siren of the formless illuminating all within her reach 
The sheer velocity within the currents of water flying down the inner linings of my esophagus 
Accompanying roving gales, the cackle of leaves, almost as if they’re laughing
Rolling hills blending into valleys of lush greenery   
Conversing deep-seated beliefs between close friends    
A phosphorescent glow amidst an ocean of darkness     
Blooming embers of celebration
The essence of wet earth extracted into a pleasant sensation 
Ascertaining tuition of interest, devoid from banality 
Acquiring invaluable currency, and consequently, luxury and grandeur, if only momentarily
Consuming citrus and fibrous complexes, succulent in both sweetness and sourness 
Serrated blade slicing into the exterior texture of blood red steak   
Befitting attires as delicate and gentle as wind
Slumbering against the cold walls of my room granting solitude once more
Clear droplets on leaves early at sunrise
The imminent weekend growing ever closer
Where the sea pours into the heavens 
Faint shades of soothing violet
Passing individuals, a coalescing blur with evolving scenery, giving meaning to each moment 
Shifting sands and the passage of time, both inevitable in their own regards 
Suspense of a well composed tale
Incandescent neon signs
Midnight hymns sung by graceful white ghosts 
Electric torrents of wrath
Silver skyscrapers as far as the eye can see
Abyss of corruption, machinery and wicked lascivious lights outstretched into an infinite expanse 
Walks down the street on indelible summer days
Somnolence of a once radiant star
Weaving of rain into small, gloomy puddles
Little less than madness and music assaulting my ears
Ballads of brave heroes and wretched leviathans 
Descent of fog taken form
Soft overgrown steps overlooking a misty apartment
An obsidian skyline suggesting a saddening tone
Snow white petals and loveless shadows
Cerulean city bathing in the afterglow
Spliced, gentle rhythms alleviating my worries
Glancing at impossible architecture between panes of glass and revitalizing drinks
The unfathomable void of star systems and constellations beyond my comprehension
Blissful pond of lilies
The ergonomics of a chromium blade in my grasp
The gliding of a pen along my fingertips
Long morning baths as the day begins anew
Catching up on breathing after intensive exercise
Finally managing to tear the itch on my back from the fabric of reality and into oblivion
Reaching the conclusion of an intriguing and well written work
Icy cubes, harsh to the touch
Successfully turning in nightmarish assignments on hellish deadlines
The snapping of a ball bearing knife as it slides open and reveals its edge
Inexplicable satisfaction at the will of a lava lamp
Days of solace, be it one or forever 
Eternal motion of the hands of time
The undoing of a rigid knot
Access to a myriad of climates at my disposal 
Untold nights of sleep deprivation realized as the manifestation of good grades
The revelation of worthlessness as it drains my face of blood 
Portraying my vehemence into words
Tropical islands concealing within them an alluring getaway
Firecrackers reincarnated as a beverage 
Humor of which isn’t dull and devoid of dimensions
Observing intricate seashells, each with their own layers of magnificence
Strolling along the seaside, waves nagging at my feet
A Dwindling, icy haze fated to wander the cosmos forevermore
Memories, ingrained and tangible
Translucent shrouds of silk, allowing me to avert my sight
A crown sitting atop a throne of thorns, innate beauty in its purest form
Diving deeper into velvet gardens
Absence of stress, unshackled from the everlasting chains that govern my being

Additional thoughts :

Truthfully, I don't enjoy many things. The dynamics of my existence bore me at best. Nevertheless, some elusive delicacies are still enchanting for me to observe. The common themes here should be apparent. I love the night, love as in mystified by it, there is no greater allure for me than this. Besides that, if you haven't noticed already, I hate anything and everything that is able to inflict pain upon me. In the end, I'm only human, is it really wrong to be selfish?

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