of the

Pure Love has no chance to survive
In the tangled web we weave
To hide our true self and thrive
On lies and intent to deceive
See Through
Don’t chase and hold her as your rope dancer. Rather attract her and be her wings choregrapher
Wings Choregrapher
The second I saw you I understood
We had a million years history
And in this life finally
Both our dimentions meet gracefully
Swords & Words
Choose (wisely):
Renounce / Show
the ego
to experience
pure / poor
Dark Angel
There is no light without shadow and no psychic wholeness without imperfection. Karl Jung
Golden Shadow