Delirious Daydreams

I'm not sure if I'm living in a daydream
Or if a daydream is living in me
What is yet to be, has yet to be, and cannot be seen
Blind in my faith, bound in my intuition
I strive forward with emotional vision
Letting the flow of the universe make my decision
Somehow, somewhere inside, I know what I seek
The Gnosis of delirium reaching it's peak
Entering a new paradigm, unveiling it's mystique
Embracing chaos and riding the storm
Laughing and dancing as the clouds take form
Creating elements of change with which I adorn
This body, an illusion, built in a hologram
These veins and intestines aren't all that I am
From source, light and stardust is where we began

Lovers

What ever happened to lovers?

Why do people try to own each other?

Who said relationships have to be cookie cutter?

How can we return to spirituality,

When you follow a tv personality?

Mimicking their opinions exactly,

Then expecting that shit out of me.

What ever happened to lovers,

True passion for one another,

No false pretense to discover.

It's a strange day indeed to see

So many people who disagree,
Fundamentally on reality

Get together and pretend to be

Lovers, who cum together

Becoming one energy in tether

Knowing themselves even better

Then these pretentious fools

Who establish rules as tools

To control with fear or ridicule

Another fool to subdue

Love is good for your health

Until you truly love yourself

Don't expect it from anyone else.

Responsibility isn't doing things you don't want to do because someone said that's what you needs done. It isn't accepting a burden of punishment. It is recognizing the sacred ability to affect ones surroundings and maintaining awareness and control of your own impact.

Live the Dream

Some mornings I forget to wake up and recognize the new day as a blessing, an opportunity to shape my life into what I want it to be. I would like to embrace my overactive imagination. To engage the part of myself that thinks deeply and perceives infinitely; who breathes and moves with passion and vision.  There is a spirit in each of us that can innately find and resonate with it's purpose for being. When I am not creating, I do not feel fulfilled. This post is a call to action for myself. A humble request to allow myself to enjoy my days by filling them with art.

Night Life

Liquor, music, lights...enter dancing, fun, excitement. Here there is a space, a void, an emptiness inside. I seek to know others, to experience others, to engage with others. It seems to be a war waging where unwanted attention comes but desired attention feels unreachable. However amid the chaos, the battle, the mingling, a goal is forged, a sense of worth is established. My amazement is amazing, my energy is energizing. I embrace a cyclical nature in life. Good begets good. Strength begets strength. There must be others out there who feel breathe and live change, chaos, revolution. There must be more to this movement then my own self. We are many who together make one, but blessed be the individual in all the commotion. Blessed be, you and me, and eternity.

A Moment

Taking on new projects in addition to acclimating to being more active have been filling my attention. Today I am  choosing to take some time for me, to clear my space, and mind. My dreams have been lighting up with grand possibilities, and I want to be ready for them when they come to be.

Artist Statement

The passion within me began long ago when I was a poet. Trying to identify what this extra perception was, this keen awareness of the world within and the world without. Attempting to cope with the feeling of being an oxymoron, existing in duality. Knowing myself as containing competing oppositional natures and wondering how to reconcile that.  This process of seeking unity, balance and understanding initiated a journey into the mysteries of life and the universe.

An exploration I could only process by manifestation of visual images. Words could only contour the shadows left in the wake of these esoteric divinations, my art however could express where the arcane intersects with the everyday. There is a recognition and exploration of the darkness and chaos. A level of understanding that is deep, disturbing, awakening and humbling.

 Research and investigation inspire each piece. Connections between areas of science, philosophy, architecture, mathematics, sacred geometry, spirituality, myth, and most importantly, the human condition. Patterns and layers play a great role in the merging of these concepts.

My arts manifests outside of myself, where I could consider them from another angle. .  My art and I have a conversation, and the final piece is the trace that is left over from that process. Materials can be wide and varied, often multiple types of media in each piece. 

 If I were to choose a goal, something I'd like my art to accomplish it would be to awaken and enlighten others. To bring them into a space in their mind that shifts just enough away from conditioned reality, to give them a peek into the strange and mysterious, so they will know that there is something else out there to be discovered. I guess technically I'd like to boost a viewer’s curiosity and abstract thinking.