Like a weight, I sink from yearnings and unmet desires. My fantasies are both gateways and a calling for something more that I might give. The motivations of my heart, the one spice of my soul are the gradual steps of reaching you. Encircling you with the primordial tenants of sound body and sound mind.

To be an echo from the distance meeting with your own and piercing the shell of unconscious apathy, and begin the alchemical process of awakening abstraction. The inner being lured to the outer by a siren's call. Not to danger, but to life and love. To living.

There is no greater path, no grander vision than the pursuit of one's self, for through it we can witness a sun, be it burning or black, emanating, radiating what we are, beyond what others and circumstance have come to make us believe we are.

We were here. We are here. Written in stories, portrayed in film, expressed through our art. Life demands love, and it demands the self. Look within, and perhaps in chance...you will see more without.

Even an abyss has its purpose for a time.