Scientia Est Potentia
The mind enraptured by its creative capacity to extract the marrow and copy its own meaning, justifying a means without an end to attach itself to. Falling over the edge, descending down to the lowest possible levee, clinging tightly, left cold and alone the twins coil together. The vertebral ladder awaits their accent from the darkness, three steps forward leads to the heart, one step more rising to the breath, one step more to see the world as it is, the final step, a leap of faith, stepping outside the known, shattering all images, allowing whatever it wills itself to be, as it is, forever floating effortlessly with the etheric stream.
– Josh Fleming