Unable to speak

But not silent,

My voice is heard.

For through the Logos

I communicate.

The truth of it is that I use words as my method to be transparent. On paper is where I am most honest. There is a certain permanence with this ink that brings my unconscious alive in Technicolor. For life is absurd. Inside my own sanity, I delve in and out of the portals of existence. Through my words, I share the beauty I have witnessed. That I have lived. The pleasure of blue skies and green mountains of Gaea’s terrestrial dreams. Unconscious of the collective. I and I are whole. With this understanding, I stride forth and create as much as I can. Let my energy flow in the stream of reality with a conscious effort. In awe of the entirety of the never-ending paradox. The originating point. The Originator of the Conscious. The all-encompassing Eye of Eternity. This is my statement of intent.