Heaven and hell may all exist simultaneously.

Freedom is found within. To do things with intention and conviction. To feel engaged in the course of one’s life. To feel agency instead of subjugation or mere passivity.

Last night I saw the crescent moon dangle over the Brooklyn skyline and I felt the joy of being alive.

I bumped my head on the stars and floated for the rest of the evening in a run down apartment in nowhere in particular.

I was aware enough in the moment to thank past Vene for believing me worthy of such splendor.