I suppose I have an active imagination, and writing allows me to live it out.
The sin of the desert is knowing where the water is and not sharing it.
Life is not yours to take.
Life is the soil, our choices and actions the sun and rain, but our dreams are the seeds.
I believe that in spite of the chains we bind ourselves with, there's a primordial section of the human psyche that is still nomadic and still yearns to roam free.
We are all in motion. Always. Those who are not climbing toward something are descending toward nothing.