Damn fine impersonations of the sun.

Just not there

Levels of the sun.

Don’t even worry about the easy.

How mountains work and why we should lie on them.

I appear in her dreams

Every different form or manifestation of love

From keepsakes exchanged between

Through to smiling eyes

Directed at one another

In environments where you really oughtn’t

Be doing that

& the

Move as fast as you wish

Fractured and concerned

Not becoming what we anticipate

Rather anticipating

A race to the present

The eternal & unmanageable

You may have a responsibility to yourself

That

If you can speak a language

If you’re able to speak a language,

It is your responsibility to tell us what’s inside

Intoctic phenomena

Where fantasies so often

Lie & remain

Portals are of your

own choosing

People sleeping thousands ofkilometers away

From you may enter

Your life

In a way

Currently inconceivable

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Everyone you saw today woke up this morning

How desires unfold &

What happens if they

Don’t

Please do as you please

Become honoured by humans & Divas

Things we definitely know

People mow the lawn

When the sun is out

Soft and fast

Be passenger

Things young people

Should be saying

Our reality unrefined

The exodus of the imagination

In a world you want to be in

Rest.

I’m still in love with my yoga teacher

Tied to your mother’s apron

Sex at dawn

All the sugar you can eat

More real than insta

Origin of lines & a little bit over the lens

Induce flowstate

Draw unapologetically

Paint & lie

Pressfield: War of Art

And all of my symbols are neither traced nor copied

We move.

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