#dankaura

taken by none

understood by few

guided by One

hardened by nature

softened by love

as so below

so as above

But most of all, I’ll fucking make you laugh and reconsider your decisions… simultaneously. In what order, I haven’t been able to tell.

This was something real gentle with my friend, Paul Marquez, who invited multiple dimensions of healing and realization by simply showing up as himself, with the pure intent to make art. He has an incredible eye for aesthetic and visual juxtaposition.

last night i dreamt of two wells.

one was full; said to be bottomless. the other was empty, always empty.

one well was that of value.

the other was of resources.

if you drank from one, it filled the other, by default.

in the dream, i was asked in which well i’ll tap.

me, reminding you (and me) that we don’t need permission - just in case

the self-limitations i have previously proposed, and are now being dismantled (slowly, but surely) have been surely aided by the strategy of letting go of that toxic “supposed to be” phrase, and transmuting all my internal why’s into whatcanido’s or howcaniadjust’s.

it all begins verbally, and feels very strange.

courage begs you not to slay them; but to tame them.