myself the mystic mystery
I am an enigma wrapped in art. I live for the moment but only after pondering the future. My life is a constant eureka and a pilgrim path. On the yellow brick road all the way to the dark side of the moon. Listen to the sounds I make to know me and be riddled as a form of examination. My thoughts in this forming cycle and maybe others before have traverse the trinary, holy or heathen, on a constant basis. Thus I can say "forget yourself and relinquish and trust in the universe".
