I am nomad.
Change is eternal, all is but for a moment in time.
Such is the nature of all things.
Sublime and heartbreaking temporality.
I am vessel.
Wish not to keep, crave not to possess.
Haunted vignettes one and them all.
Flows laying marks along the banks of my soul.
I am collector.
That which cannot be touched, only felt.
Vestiges burned upon mind and stored in flesh and bone.
Firmly in the present and loving fully the remnants.