Two Hundred Eighty-One

Life is not a cathedral; it is a cauldron. Despite promises that staying ‘in the moment’ brings tranquility, that pacific state carries emotional risks unmatched in their fury. Desire is a bastard with sharp teeth and claws.

About John Swinburn

"Love not what you are but what you may become."― Miguel de Cervantes
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