Wherein Reality is ReWritten
...the soul dance between the unseen and the unknown...
I am an artist. A sensitive soul who sees the world through an empath's eye. One who must touch the soft mosses growing on grey rocks tucked into hidden groves... one who breathes in the scent of ferns browning under an Autumn sun... one who stands in awe of the mysteries held in the crevices of crystals and feels the ancient connectivity of sacred groves of pines.
I seek mystic beings in the shadows of creaking staircases and wonder at those whose tombstones lie in the swaying grasses of forgotten places.
I crave quiet and solitude, rainy skies, and blissful days spent on musings in my studio.
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I believe in the dispelling of beliefs not my own, the constant quest for truth, the inter-connectivity of creative consciousness, the opening of the soul to receiving messages.
I seek the authenticity of self in all forms...
from flaw to blessed gift
not only of my own self
but those I hold dear around me.
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To me, this is home. This is where I belong. This is where I learn of my existence. This is where I re-write my existence.
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