Burning Dreams

Have you ever felt the pleasure of watching everything burn around you? Not in the destructive sense, but in the liberating embrace of letting go. The flames dance, consuming the old and paving the way for something new to emerge. In this journey through the ashes of countless endings, I've come to cherish this sensation— the pleasure of burning . The world has ended for me many times, each dusk marking the demise of a chapter in my life. Yet, as the night unfolds, I find solace in the promise of dawn. It's a peculiar cycle, where endings and beginnings connect seamlessly like the ebb and flow of the tides. And amidst all this, I am merely a witness, a traveler traveling through the ever-changing landscapes of existence. In this desolate landscape, where destruction and rebirth dance in an eternal cycle, I am learning to find solace in the flames. There's a certain pleasure in watching everything I know go up in flames, knowing that something new will rise from the ashes. B