We know we can't escape the inevitability of death, so why subject ourselves to the pain of life?
This poem was conceived in me on the inspired experiments and revolutionary discoveries of late Dr, Wilhelm Reich, a Radical Austrian Psychoanalyst..
A disturbing and psychological cautionary tale...
What is written between the lines? Read this poem and find out.
The Wait is a piece made out of pure boredom. Please enjoy The Wait as you wait to see "it", the most glorious and most beautiful thing.
A poem that I wrote on the power of our thoughts and the fact that they can truly take us almost outside of ourselves by freeing our minds