Form takes shape;
inside then out.
Unzipping the soul;
feel free to step out.
Everything is still;
yet it moves.
A sea of molecular;
being as individual.
Subtle communication,
with the feline.
It's cold out here.
Mental diatribes from the keyboard of a surrealist dark luminosity painter; featuring my original paintings, and low budget music videos.
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