Thursday, 6 April 2023
In Praise of Shadows
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There is something alive in the action of making. It is a rhythm to itself that simply floods over me. It is more than just a flow, it’s mor...

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I’ve travelled my realms within. They are expansive and wide, and together they construct the component parts of myself. My blood, my ether...
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They say home is where the heart is But maybe it’s more than that… It's more than lone souls wandering on cold cobblestone tiles It’s th...
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Return to ritual. For what else do I have but dry crumbs and spilt cups. Follow the smell of burning incense and listen to the soft shuffle...
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