Notice of absence from Tristan Robert Lange
Away on a retreat and will have limited access to the internet. In the meantime, check out my work here or on tristanrobertlange.com. Would you like a copy of my latest album, Dark Alchemy? DM me and I will be glad to share a free copy with you as long as codes last.
Read, Write, Rise, Realize.
—Tristan 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
Away on a retreat and will have limited access to the internet. In the meantime, check out my work here or on tristanrobertlange.com. Would you like a copy of my latest album, Dark Alchemy? DM me and I will be glad to share a free copy with you as long as codes last.
Read, Write, Rise, Realize.
—Tristan 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
I’ve heard the promise,
“No man is an island”,
And struggled to find
Truth in those words.
It may or may not be,
One cannot be sure;
Yet, even if it is true,
Another one surfaces.
“No man is an island”,
The saying rings out.
One can, however, be
The abyss, a dark pit.
The black hole erases
Any traces of hope.
No one can know
It ever existed at all.
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