Risharde's Blog

If I've never expressed some of the bitterness I have within me, yes I am bitter. The more stones are thrown at me, the more I hope that I will not be killed by one hitting my skull - and with every stone that I dodge, the flame becomes a wild fire and the wild fire becomes an enormous atmosphere of fury. Becoming closer to the edge feels as if something pulls me and keeps pulling me away from logistics and humanity and if it keeps pulling, maybe the fury will need to be expressed.