Let me be.

Let me be free.

Let me be me.

I can only love deeply.

There is no other way for me but to Love physically, emotionally, spiritually, logically.


I Love the soul.

I Love a person forever.

And they become a part of my story.

But I do not create expectations.

My intention is to uplift, inspire, heal, explore, create, Love.

My intention is to be.


But no expectations.

I do not dwell in past.

I do not dwell in future.

I exist here and now.

I am a wild animal.

Who cannot be constrained.

For as much as I walk fast

and talk fast.

For as much as I’m a man of action.

I move slowly.

Developing growth rings like a strong tree.

I care about you for your essence.

But I cannot deny the present.

A polarity of steady roots growing deeper as the moon changes phase and Earth spins round.

Yet spontaneous green growth like spring flowers who live for today.

To take a step on grass ultimately kills other beings.

Do we not take any steps for fear of causing pain?

Existence is a gamble.

But it is always worthwhile.

The pleasant times are precious.

The challenging times are lessons.

I am grateful for all experience.

It is what I signed up for before I was born.

Let me walk gently.

Let me be silent.

I want to see the faintest candle in the distance.

I want to hear the softest bird high upon a tree.

I want to smell the medicine I’m surrounded by.

I want to touch in way that is felt without movement.

I live for the sensual existence of observation.

The magical reality of which I live.

I’ve waited so long underground to live aboveground.

Just like the dormant seed or the mycelium.

I have no motives.


The human power on Earth is symbols. Finding and creating meaning from otherwise ether.

Symbols of line and dots upon paper or drawn in sand.

Symbols as the V of birds migrating among the evolving clouds of lions, elephants and ancestors.

Symbols as reminders and resonance. The music which conjures a feeling or speaks what cannot otherwise be said.

Symbols and sigils. Gestalts that bypass our logic and enter the limbic realm of the reticular activating system of manifestation.

Symbols written in gold upon our consciousness through intention, ritual and experience.

Symbols of dreams and what they mean.

Sy7mbols of alignment to remind us we are on the right path.

The animal upon our path.

The flower in bloom.

The electrical touch of Love.

Mystery. The collective attachment to a triangle.

An eye. A tree. A scull.

Words and what they categorize.

Words are spells.

Symbols are spell.

Art and story manifest reality.