construct a creation
recomposing
what our species has done.
-love.
As of I suppose currently, self-creating with the planet through poetry.
The Hearts Embark...
The Hearts Embark
Paints Revolutions disguised as Expression...
Would you wager a price to advance into the heart? Would you venture its course with no map or stars to chart? It is your choice. Once it is made I would not have it any other way.
"I think that self-creation exists within our souls. We are able to feel, create, transform and become in our own nature through our self-created existences by expressing the nature within understanding connection through the planet by listening to the trees speak amongst the wild winding winds, feeling splashes of rain washed upon my face from river streams spilling the gossip the ethers hail and flames of fire painting images of elementals spelling their temples as the body we know. I live and breathe the forests, concrete, satellite, tree or sea forging my pathway to my self-creation, leaving twisting trails of soft stardust whispering myths through the crystals' cards to realize only by choice the other is armed. I am human to find the nature I move in. I am human to find what expressions I desire to transpire. Self-creation involves you guiding your own being through the expressions you wish to exist. For self-creation is my interpretation of the mediums agitations. What does your creation of self tell you?"
~ The Hearts Embark
Self insight follows behind a patient soul.
Created from stardust words are welded.
Sealed with silver and a gentle frosted kiss from the Northern Queen, her soul is guided.
From winter storms in desert skies, winds embroider crystal caverns.
She lights a smoke as snakes inhale the incense trailing behind her veil.
Through seas of pearls her world entails her own evolution.
Her realm releases intricate pieces that mend the webs from day dreaming spiders.
Snakes consume her flaming youth as spiders weave her silver tale of smokey tunes drifting through the moon.
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Even the Abyss Speaks...
Tarot likes to tell tales. Like a storybook, if the author spells their being precise, their ghost reunites with the story you have in sight. Cards are tied to the Fates of You.
Release your entity to the frozen fires as they ignite your yearning of garden dreams hunting nightmare seams. Allow your sight to feel only you, transforming into your own self created existence.
As you realize your visions, you are able to embrace them from the roots that cling to the stars igniting the fire inside our crystals to tell us of our universal art.
Crystal Concentrations
