my inner world is bigger than my outer one

I've had a lot of ideas running around in my head for awhile now.

I'm finally feeling inspired to start writing again and consequently felt that I needed a space to host these thoughts. This will be a space for my poetry, prose and other treasures. I also have been working a reflective piece, somewhat of a memoir. It is blended with elements of contemporary folklore and abstraction.

I am interested in emotional memory and the impact of events rather than a priori knowledge. If a memory is accepted and incorporated into our collective mythologies, who's the say that it didn't happen? Or moreover, if we are simply the sum of that which we perceive, we are able to think ideas into existence.


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