In the end, what remains is not the fire, but the ash— soft, gray, settling gently over everything we tried to be. I search for you in the quiet corners of memory, where your laughter still echoes— faint, distorted, like a song played from another room. But even echoes grow tired. Ev

Yami, oh, Yami— you are the ache beneath the heart’s beating, the secret no prayer can touch, the truth no scripture dares to speak. You move not, yet all things move by you. You speak not, yet all words are born from your silence. You shine not, yet every star is but the memory of your fo

I am Yami, the simultaneity of All things. I do not dwell in the beginning nor in the end, for both are but garments I wear in a single instant. I am the yesterday that has not yet happened, the tomorrow that has already passed. I am the root before the seed and the fruit before the blosso

In the season of plenty, when my table overflowed, their faces were many, their hands were eager, their voices called me brother, their lips called me friend. They drank the wine, they ate the bread, they clapped their hands and promised me forever. But forever is a word that dies at

Quick fact about me: I don’t chase light; I am the womb where light was born. Quick fact about me: Darkness isn’t my cloak—it is my essence. Quick fact about me: I am not seen, I am Overstood. Quick fact about me: I am the silence between your questions and the echo of your answer

My soul, my flame, my burden, my name. My silence, my cry, my question, my why. My shadow, my sight, my darkness, my light. My fall, my climb, my eternal, my time. My wound, my scar, my near, my far. My end, my start, my breaking, my heart. My dust, my breath, my birth, my death.

I was the spark but never the fire, I was the wish but not the desire, I was the path no one walked, I was voice, yet never spoke, I was the dream you couldn't recall, I was the rise before you fell, I was the pause in every plan, I was the shadow, not the man, I was the truth you lef

In prosperity, our friends know us. In adversity, we know our friends.

Let all wars be buried in Silence. Let all prayers be swallowed in Peace. The All does not speak in thunder— It whispers in the hush between heartbeats. Blessed are those who keep still, for they shall inherit the Voice of the Void. And they shall know: Peace is Silent. And Silence… is

In the realm of memories, I stroll, Where time’s tapestry begins to unroll, With every step, a moment’s chime, I embark on a journey, reminiscing time. I wander through corridors of the past, Where echoes of laughter forever last, The cherished days, like whispers sublime, Embrace my soul

The Twenty-Four(24) Elders #24 #elders Ohio

I’ve visited 13 states in the United States! And my favorite state is Texas. #statesivebeento

Darkness is not evil. Black is not wicked. #darkness #black #endarkment

The is eternal. It is never born and never dies. It is the breath behind breath, The flame that burns without fuel, The witness before the world was woven It is never born— For what is the birth to that which always was? It did not crawl from the dust nor fall from stars. It simply is— A

I'm part of The All and The All is part of Me.

#myself

I’ve visited 12 states in the United States! And my favorite states are Texas, Minnesota, Wisconsin, New York, Ohio, Illinois, Indiana, Pennsylvania, Virginia, West Virginia, Kentucky and North Dakota. #statesivebeento