The brilliance of greifing pieces into passion for art, for life, for love.
A audible sigh for abundance. A Dharma state while the melancholy crescendo is piercing into ethereal and majestic hights of my spinning head.
Magnificent Beauty

We found to stand this line

Abide. Time

There is something in this strong eye

Its there to free your mind

Its a bridge with fingers dipping in the sea to touch the shore

The ultra core

How how does it feel?

Are you here is this even real

 We need this day

We need this time

To just realise