We Had Kingdoms First
We Fawn Over A Cocooning Catharsis
We Connect at the Root of a Beautiful Catastrophe
We Are Lighter Than All This
An Undulation to Higher Cycles
Some Walk Upright While Some Stay Wet…
In An Idiotropic ReBirth We Swim Up For Purpose
Mnemosyne Offers Spring for the Searching Soul
Conceived and Photographed by Berette Macaulay
Poetry Collab-Composition with Steve Urchin Wilson
Sound Collaboration Composition by Sawandi Simon
I’ve moved from self medicated
to self mediated…
next step is self meditated
foto by SeBiArt
Acorns line a road I’ve never been on.
Tattoo of my descent from Venus.
Watermark each day with your namesake.
Coming of age story to savour the journey.
Parading prosterity. Magnetism to independence.
Relatively so…hereditary music.
Radio won’t understand it.
Palace for those who hardly wait for the answer.
Crossing boarders like time travel.
Wish the sun could see itself.
Youth engaging in youth.
When dreams grow legs you have to keep moving.
Everytime I think I’m done missing you,
I wake up and there you are.
Everywhere I turn,
You’re wrapped up in my forever.
Really feel the way I do,
Because I’m seriously starting to wonder if this is normal,
Indeed if its even possible at all….I’m drowning in evenflow:
half bursting with joy, half terrified that *this* Isn’t real at all.
that I’m gonna wake up , sweaty and fevered in some strange hotel room somewhere
And realise this was all a dream.
Moment to moment
New worlds expanding
Galaxies of ideas in the
Vessel of Time
in which we imagine
Carrying pieces of dreams
wrapped in expectation
Weighted by fears
Floating like memories
On a string of delightful hopes
And exchanged through Love
Into the eternity of the unknown…