River Seeker

a lost soul seeking hope

  • Little Pieces

    I wish I weren’t so fragile. Instead of breaking at the smallest of touches, I’d rather be fortified and immovable. To be able to face anything and not collapse is an unattainable goal. I guess I’m just broken. Can I ever be repaired? Read more

  • Film Photography – July 2026

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  • Death Fixation

    I wish I wasn’t so fixated on death. My mind deserves a break from constantly agonizing over my eventual demise. Worrying about it has no sway on whether or not its going to happen. It will. And I just need to accept that. But I can’t. At least, not fully. The unknown terrifies me like… Read more

  • who am I?

    I’ve never held a strong sense of self. No deep ties to my name. For most of my life I’ve felt like I’m simply playing a part. But there are no clear directions to follow. So I simply amble back and forth, trying to make the best of it. Hopefully I’m doing an OK job. Read more

  • I have no skin

    Cheers Chipo… I have no skin to protect me. No shield from all the intensity of my feelings. Wave after wave crashes into me, leaving only an emotional wreck behind.  To feel deeply in a world like ours feels like a curse. One I have unfortunately been chosen to bear. While many can simply shake… Read more

  • to be seen

    Cheers, Chipo… Some days, I don’t feel human. I’m an Other in a world of defined individuals. I try so hard to relate and appear normal, but it’s all a fluke. Am I an Alien? No, I’m definitely not that cool. I’m simply me: a lost soul seeking to be understood while simultaneously terrified of… Read more

  • in my head

    Cheers, Chipo… I spend too much time in my head. Losing myself in the good and bad memories. They say that practicing mindfulness—being in the present moment—would help. But I can’t seem to make it there. I’m always somewhere else. Lost, and not looking to be found? Despite the terrors that I encounter in the… Read more

  • what scary times we find ourselves in

    Cheers, Chipo… It’s no secret that the world is fucked right now. No one has the chance to stop and even breathe. Instead, we’re all forced to endure wave after terrifying wave of hardships from the ones in power. To many, the world is ending. So what hope can we seekers possibly find in a… Read more

  • to seek or not to seek

    Cheers, Chipo! I am writing to you because I can’t live with the endless cacophony of words trapped in my head. They bounce off the walls of my mind 24/7, leaving much more than cosmetic damage in its wake. I’ve never really known who I am, so I thought writing to you would help me… Read more