My life, my retina, is learning where to place to light, learning where to pause and discard this antiquated microscope, this myopic telescope. While my mind, my ego, has become a missing tooth leaving unbitten places in the sacred food. And my world, my hands, are gathering mirrored pieces form the shattered chandelier of Heaven, searching for the reflection of my soul. I remind my self to live, to risk, to travel and to navigate where the only sign of Man is the scent of burning leaves. I want to dance with flames and shadows and press my body against the Unseen. I want to forget my name. I want to live forever.
