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

Spinning and falling, no one is like the other. Every snowflake is unique, they say, just like the rest of us.

Breathless,
speechless,
noiseless.

Compacting to one—to a blanket, a ball, a man. Stepped in, fell in, eaten, thrown, dusted off.
Every one is unique.

Glistening, sparkling, melting, dripping.
Loved, hated, happiness and a winter wonderland.

One flake lost among the blanket. One flake lost among the others. So insignificant, but together,
it is beautiful.
It.
We.
We are beautiful.

White clouds blend in with
white ground sparkle against
the hidden sun hides behind
the white clouds which camouflage
downtown.

Bright, brighter, shield your eyes. What are you doing? Continuous surprise.

Blowing, gusting, new and old. Shadows casted, fades away. The sun tries to break through—a dull yellow on sheets of white and gray.

Falling
alone
and
falling
together.

You,
they,
you,
they,
you are unique
just like the others.

Quiet now, and watch them
f
a
l
l.

Silent beauty, noiseless miracle. Breathe them in, don’t let them go. Blocking your vision as they scatter in front of you.

Smile because they’re here.
Frown because they’ll melt away.
Cry because you know the same is going to happen to you. And it is all so beautiful.

Quiet now.