Andrew

“Once I was free; there was no cage that could bind me, and I had yet to create my box of numbness within my mind to be my silent protector.”
― J.D. Stroube, Caged in Spirit

“As I turned to leave, I looked down. Beside my foot, a sprout of greenery was clawing its way through the pristine nothingness to begin anew. It was later that I realized my haven had sent me a message, and it had shown me that nothing is ever completely lost, unless you cease searching.”
― J.D. Stroube, Epiphany

“The walls that caged me were not of this world, but were within my mind.”
― J.D. Stroube, Caged in Spirit

“Why is it that people talk about death, as if it is a part of life, when it is entirely separate? Someone passes on into the never ending void, where the living aren't allowed. We can't see, hear, touch or feel those who have succumbed to the eternal sleep, but we comfort ourselves with thoughts of a grander plan. We tell ourselves that they are in a better place, but what could be greater than breathing the same air, as those loved ones? Their pain may be gone, but pleasure can only be when it is stark against the hurt that life brings?”
― J.D. Stroube, Caged in Spirit