Lost In a Sea of Thoughts. Southern Oregon
Connected.

Connected.

My voice.

My voice.

Bouquet heart.

Bouquet heart.

Crusher.

Crusher.

Death throw.

Death throw.

Scented.

Scented.

The univoices.

The univoices.

Glow.

Glow.

We see in a distorted sea.

We see in a distorted sea.

Finished the backside of our album today. Ha. 
The box is reserved for track listing, but we haven’t decided the official order of the songs yet.

Finished the backside of our album today. Ha.
The box is reserved for track listing, but we haven’t decided the official order of the songs yet.

THIS IS FOR YOU.

If what you believe is not worth speaking, Then what you speak is not worth believing. -

A daily journal of thoughts and moments of meditation, hate, love, and of God. A point in which I actually know what is going on inside my gray matter. I fill this empty place with photographs and what they mean to me, poetry, mental arguments, and phrases that burn inside me. Maybe you will find some roses in my ashes. Or maybe you will find something to bring down. Either way, I just want you to read it and think for yourself for once.