It's fine to be alone. It's an opportunity to experience the inner voice beyond the outer world.
Love is the seed, pain is the flower.
Awareness the Crown.
Sometimes the outside does not match the inside.
Sometimes the outside dominates how I experience the inside.
I hope to find a balance where the inside becomes all that is outside..
Can you explore capacity?
The capacity to survive and dream at will.
Every drop of rain nourishes the earth, they're nature's magic spaceships falling with purpose.
Every kind of human imprints the world, they're nature's ordinary vessels ascending without purpose.
We are blessed and highly favoured, ordained by nature.
My childhood was boring as hell, no toys, no friends, and no stimulation.
My only source of inspiration was an ageing factory behind our house.
Somehow, by magic, it became my factory, my scene, my landscape, my world x
Everything seems to be a brand these days.
From grandmothers with logos, to aunties with profiles, to sisters with followers, to mothers with lifestyles.
What chance does a baby have when it is brand new?
NIGHT & DAY
We all have 24 hours. Some of us invest this time in seeking pleasure, some use it to avoid pain.
So much can happen during this period, and very little too.
The contrast is night and day.
They always ask if its really actual art.
I respond with real, actual art.
They think Piccaso's brush should take all credit.
Plants have a natural instinct to attain as much light as possible, even if it means leaving everyone else behind.
The strongest are rewarded with nature's most nourishing elements while the weak cannot see beyond the shadows.
Within this battle for survival live two extraordinary stems.
The river of life flows strongly through the torn heart of this land and keeps it beating.
To this song we dance, tracing patterns in the red sacred dust.
The process of becoming visible after being concealed.
Form a connection beyond conditions and judgment, a delicious pop in reality.
What time is it?
Is it wake up time, go to work time, eating time, resting time, excersize time, mating time, playing time?
Those with many offerings are the first to perish, and still inspire.
I sometimes get the feeling that I am being watched, but only when I become aware of it.
When I'm distracted by this feeling I feel as though I am watching them.
At every corner, they wait to record my activity and behind every corner,
I instinctively dismiss their capability. Maybe I am just paranoid or maybe I was born to see eyes.
The city landscape is devoid of artistic beauty, scattered presentations of size and structure designed to created order in the day.
The village landscape is full of organic beauty, scattered strokes of colour and pattern, there to decorate every day.
Money men claim a work of beauty is an act of defiance, now forbidden to glorify the eve of modern shite!
Every element of nature has been meticulously designed to seem simple.
From a distance, the earth looks like a few shapes, colours and patterns.
From close in, it's a carnival of complex design, origin and beauty. Just like me.
Dreams and ambitions are beautiful ideas.
They can lead to freedom and develop the idea of freedom.
It swings both ways.
JUST A THOUGHT
Thought is the middle man between you and life.
Can you see the bird? Well played x