Life lies within intermediate boundaries, we roll like pin balls, bouncing against the static world, reified conceptualizations of that which moves beyond the speed of light.
How lost are we to ourselves, lifting fingers to phone away from home, how sweet the world becomes.
We only live within our prescription, what is your medicinal occupation, alteration, distraction, reaction?
Each day I seek answers to questions I decide to create, an incredible ability I say, for me to magically bring into the world my own way, viewing perspectives delve deeper into my reflexives, bouncing off of myself I bring my gift to you.
I seek not to make, I am making. Will you join me? Lets make it fun.
