It starts with a spark amidst the dark, spoken poetry and random kindness, adding plugs to the end standing for the ignite switch we all need.  We all breathe, we all bleed.  We all need to move and be moved whether in pages or across counters, in conversations and encounters.  Lively richness attempting to ditch this sense of a false self for the sake of the real underlying fundamental principle.


Being heard, stirred, and perhaps cured by life's many hidden images and the written-spoken word.
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