marriage | artificial & natural light
eyes meet with an esoteric base. combinatorial transgression ensues. where soul energy is forgotten. it gets repetitive.
Rough day? Rough week? Terrible month. A year that leapt too far? Lay your head down. Realize that pillow is still soaked with blood, sweat, tears from the night before. Hence, the moldypillow. This blog is about that struggle.
And everything that follows.