I saw a dead bird flying through a broken sky. I heard it, and it said, “The world will never understand.

Everything and everyone has a place to be, Echo. It’s just a matter of how they get there and when. You have a place; you just have to find it.

I have rubbed, knocked and brushed up against a thousand windows, trying to get an image.

How everyone is struggling for something. Trying to keep the balance. Struggling to find their way back. Doing the best they can with what they’ve been dealt. Staying in place, doing anything to keep from...

We must become reacquainted with our true human selves.

If a man cannot understand the beauty of life, it is probably because life never understood the beauty in him.

May you find the right path to your destination.

When my father was 17, he went to Montreal and found these submarine sandwich shops that were really successful, and weren’t in Toronto [his home town]. So he went to my grandparents and said: “Look,...

…unquestioning automatonsblindly marching to the beat -an eerie crunching soundhoards of shuffling feet…(from silent moments)

I thought if I could touch this place or feel it this brokenness inside me might start healing. Out here its like I’m someone else, I thought that maybe I could find myself if I...