Lately I’ve been having somewhat of a conflict between the idea of ‘fate’ and attempting to remain rational. I’m terrible at that! Life seems almost too full of wanted and unwanted coincidences and, in turn, it can be difficult to let go when you so strongly believe in a fate despite how it may hold as much accurate prophecy as the apocalypse of 2012.

Hope is for the fools
Whose faith cling
Like a virus under the skin
Where the strongest
Are the weakest.
Fate isn’t a string
Of choosing.
Yet, I played it all
On the deck of
My heart.

I am lost and still losing.



Is that… no… a smile?!