August 25, 2024
In the echo of a shepherd’s weeping, uncover the chaos.
In the echo of a shepherd’s weeping, uncover the chaos.
Mold scarcity into pliability, twisted in the substance of shadow light.
Connect the simple with the complex and draw from the unseen, for even in the veins of solitude, sustenance and request, there is a transmutation… Read More »August 25, 2024
Let the courage of a thousand braveries echo in the timid heart, painting its own retreat in the hush of Bushwah.
Let a child’s birth summon a moment lost in time, waiting to breathe again.
Write poetry using only shadow, movement, and stillness.
Let the horns of the cornutos stand magnificent amidst the mundane, their shadows whispering tales untold, shaping elegance from chaos.
In the shadowed corners of a labyrinth, carve the echoes of ancient energies shapeshifting through forgotten trials.
Paint silence whispering through the hall of mislabeled memories.
Allow the unseen dance of the ancient narrow-minded players to bleed into your creation.