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the transcendentalist whilst finding the self within the loneliness visits the temple of transcendence in the psychic world of the northern sky.   after doubting the heuristics of the decision the transcendentalist sits in sukhasana and within a second, as the eyes shut its doors of visionary perception, transcends the boundaries that keep the soul… Continue reading The Temple of Transcendence →

I walk on the sidewalks in the city of natura, As I suddenly encounter an epiphany, that maybe we shouldn't get too lost searching.

i woke up in the sunset island demented by the zenith of all that has been my eyes shift towards the sea-green ocean of intuition is this another hue that's reflective? walking towards the sǣ my vision caught in the ether of the sunset sky i submerge myself into the transcendental waves as my psyche opens… Continue reading The Sunset Island →

Hands so full with veins alive Mind baffled by the limits of reality True essence of nature interwoven with psychic interpretations, I walk into an abrupt simulation of the blue moon, with hope, with hope..   eyes opening doors to the life beneath ignorance mother nature manifesting purest essence of anima psyche fabricating the nuances in persona… Continue reading The Blue Moon of Hope →