Human Luminous
Singular living is over. The fabric of we unrolls its truth. Everyone in the world responsible for everyone; or else....
Singular living is over. The fabric of we unrolls its truth. Everyone in the world responsible for everyone; or else....
Giving up, how is it done? Control– an illusion, anyway. Days like this when everything breaks only surrender remains. But...
Gaia is the soloist broadcasting song as she spins. Earthwhirl sings to us while we sleep. She conducts, as well;...
The beauty we got convinced was missing, no longer hides and cannot keep from shining. Look, the air shimmers around...