Fortune Fractal

As the Passageways emerge, and their colors turn through their spheres, wheels of conductivity, the ember of theirs Ancestors creep back in to the earth’s loving blanket, forming, again, the ground on which we walk, rest, and lay our heads. Prismic Poetry is what guides our walk, blossoming the pathway of flamboyant colors, tints, textures; beds of liquid gold. Forward …

Spiral of Awareness

In the land of our Consciousness, we are discovering new shades and textures of ourselves everyday. In our spiraling unraveling, we walk through each day in steps we hath never walked yet before, in Pure Discovery of where our choices will bring us next . . . Like a bird, soaring into the oblivion of our destiny, each seemingly minuscule …