Welcome to a part of my mental space. These words I write in my stories, poems, and insights are meant to invoke a feeling of yearning. Wanting more than just base level understanding and focusing on self mastery and alignment with truth.
Dear Mother, On the night I flew into Baltimore, you were on my mind the whole trip. Not because I didn't think I'd see you again, but because you were visiting a place that would make it hard to keep those high hopes.
By Carlton Burns4 years ago in Confessions
Thinking back on my childhood, it was sporadic to say the least. Not to say my family were crazy(in a non-lunatic manner at least), but that we were always on the move--a normal life for a military brat.
By Carlton Burns5 years ago in Humans
