I feel a new era of my life One where I embrace art as a life force. Where i throw out fucks to give for things that dont serve me and dial in on what makes my heart explode. Ive stopped reducing life down to a series of brain chemicals, because this illusion, is real for me either way. So I might as well frolic in the fields and sing when I want to and cherish this blessing to live and breath. Ive grappled in my search for meaning so deeply that I didn’t see it right in front of me, ready to be diluted and drank at every meal, a gratitude for the gaze over my eyes.