Since I can remember, I have never looked through my eyes at the world around me and intended to idly let it provide chest compressions for my survival.
I have always wanted to find the sources of pain and pleasure that I might feel my heart jump and beg to keep a steady, pounding beat, always yearning for the next sunrise that will light a new page to an unforgettable story.
I have always naturally questioned and pondered any person, circumstance, object or organization I might (or might not) take part in.
To me, ignorance is not bliss, but damnation. The ignorant are kept alive, but the knowledgeable are overtaken by beauty, pain, and passion as they slowly learn to feel mother earth’s endless life-source pumping through their veins leaving ecstatic fulfillment with its residual wisdom that heightens every sense.