Having one of those days where some lines are crossed resulting in a springtime freedom that’s difficult to explain. It’s more of a feeling. One of rebirth and open plateaus, misty mornings and beautiful coffee, singing birds and green foliage everywhere.
Launched and dormant since August 28, 2022, and currently booting up. I really don’t trust Instagram as much as I can throw them, but it’s a great way to get things out and back to this website. Nonetheless, please enjoy snippets and other unclassified material from myself and Detraction. Please enjoy. https://www.instagram.com/dubecian/
We are all children born from the same absolute beauty that designed the universe. Separateness is the ultimate illusion. We are all living in a controlled paradox fueled by ego, fear and loss. Be kind to yourself and all sentient and non-sentient beings. We are all children, and children make mistakes.
Working with multitudes of perimeters is a crazy ride, not to mention delay channels and other crazed attributes dedicated to each and every sequence, equating to a barnyard of feral cats in heat, jumping around and not coherent of spacetime or cosmological signature. Everything has purpose. Even mistakes.
This is so beautifully serene. The Stag is lost, yet at peace. And the ambience of the whole place, with perimeter alarm chirping in near distance as the signal travels through seemingly humid air, reflecting off marble and crystal chandeliers. Seems like a scene from a Hayao Miyazaki or David Lynch project for sure. May all life know love, and boundless compassion, forever and always 🔥🙏❤️