Disillusion Smile’s

We are, but only who we are, almost certainly always on the precipice, always arriving upon some moment or departing on another, ever beholding a new era, perceiving ourselves within the external fields, either as separate or whole, or juxtaposed, held in the spaces between, we are creatures of culture, rites and ritual, attempting to grasp the concepts of consciousness, to recreate their manner in a way that is proficient in attaining some solidity, to capture the illusive Philosopher’s stone, to hold it out before ourselves like Hamlet’s skull, screaming out all the questions and answers, to our arousal, our purpose, our demise, an awkward silence is all that is left, then releasing the stone to start again, in absence of our knowledge we achieve immortality.

– Josh Fleming


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