My name is Nikki Raffail.
I'm trying to make a difference in this world. I'm trying to keep philosophy alive. I'm trying to influence your mind all the while mine is traveling an a billion directions at once.
I believe a little insanity is a good thing.
I'm inspired by life and I'm inspired by brains and nature and love and happiness and obsessiveness and anything else that's in this universe and outside of it. I think too much. I write compulsively. I don't want society to stop reading. I don't want society to stop creating. I want to contribute to this planet's literature that is so often hidden under media, pop culture, and other things that won't really matter in fifty years.
These are my thoughts, and I can't control them. I can't control the words that flow out of my brain and through my body.
This is word vomit. And I'm not cleaning it up.
of you
I'm trying to make a difference in this world. I'm trying to keep philosophy alive. I'm trying to influence your mind all the while mine is traveling an a billion directions at once.
I believe a little insanity is a good thing.
I'm inspired by life and I'm inspired by brains and nature and love and happiness and obsessiveness and anything else that's in this universe and outside of it. I think too much. I write compulsively. I don't want society to stop reading. I don't want society to stop creating. I want to contribute to this planet's literature that is so often hidden under media, pop culture, and other things that won't really matter in fifty years.
These are my thoughts, and I can't control them. I can't control the words that flow out of my brain and through my body.
This is word vomit. And I'm not cleaning it up.
of you
You can’t see the bottom of an ocean,
Only the surface that twinkles in the sun.
You can’t anticipate the commotion,
The sighs, the tides, the waves have only begun.
You make me feel like I can’t drown,
Like the depths are but adventures we’ll travel.
You are the anchor that will hold me down,
I am the tangles I want you to unravel.
The rivers run high, the rivers run low,
But the tide in my heart stays strong.
You are the flow that to which I owe,
Whose side by which I belong.
So please don’t let go of my hand tonight
As I dive headfirst into sea.
When this dark abyss is only lit by moonlight,
I’ll guide you if you guide me.
