When you find your place in the Universe it doesn’t matter if it’s perfect. Don’t waste your time on wondering if it’s permanent because it isn’t. What it is is beautiful. Enjoy that, the beauty of it. All things come and pass, but the awakened awake forever. Wake up today. Tanis xoxo
Like Stars bright in the sky So my love shows afar As bright as the sun Following the true north of my soul Like the lines of a map My scars run in all directions Pointing to a heart once broken Following an arrow that says “You Are Here” In my heart In my soul…
I have added a section called Sunday Shorts. It is recommended for an 18 and older crowd. Please keep that in mind. I have added an Autism and Charity page. Please stay tuned for an update there. I have added a Current Projects page. It will contain a list of any projects open for the…
I finally gave in to Viper and Underworld this weekend and had some photos shot for their page. I think I’ll use one for my book too. Here was my favorite. A special thanks to the G-Street Crew for hanging out with me and skating.
Sands of time falling slowly Leaving footprints on my soul Your gentle touch so loving Pulling away so not to get burned Surrender yourself to love Give in to the deeper meaning of the rain Smell the flowers that are blooming from your thoughts Keeping pure while seeking nothingness Knowing nothing and no one is…
At night when I can’t sleep When the day has carried on much longer than it should have and the night seems only to fade into an endless void I think back to the first night we met Snow covering the ground Our breath freezing in the air So many miles from home That lonely…
Her touch is worth the price of a thousand stars and an eternity of darkness Reaching towards an ever falling sky I wake only to dream of her and sleep only because I miss her touch Breathing in the prana of her soul she gives life to the passion beast that rests deep inside my…
She walks slowly away dragging her finger across the satin sheets of our bed. This is not our typical Sunday morning. Our Sunday is usually filled with countless chores that generally keep us from spending the day basking in our love. Today though we were graced with the pleasure of one another’s company, and it…
I stand like a scarecrow amid a field of dying dreams Chasing away the nightmares circling like a murder of crows Sent to peck the eyes from the newly fallen heros As bleeding hearts pour to the open lips of the goddess She turns her back ignoring her own blessings Leaving her children to the…
We walk away from them quickly Those worthless bastards Begging for our change and table scraps How dare they interrupt our coffee How dare they interrupt our phone calls and texts How dare they be alive How can you have a dog when you don’t have a home? Eat your dog or it’s food It’s…
