Eyes darting from side to side, in this wilderness. Feels illegal, to feel this good.

I want to be in the sensuality of existence, where I belong. Inside the subtleties of the smallest moments. The slightest of movement. Of touch.

truth is real, fear is false, love highest law, the future is ours to create, unga bunga, call for thinkers, banking on the afterlife

Extraordinary beauty is in the eye and the jaded eye can see what is. Neurosis and fearlessness are part of the way, but they both get played out.

It’s about fear. It’s about trust. It’s about fear. It’s about trust. It’s about fear. It’s about trust. It’s about fear. It’s about trust.

i have always felt it and continue to experience it on new levels. a morph in action. fantastic to fully embrace the wildness of it all.