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We are invisibly connected to people we don't know. While sometimes, we collide with others.
I truly believe the human spirit is elastic. It swells and gels, becoming a sole force connecting people in distant continents, distant worlds even. It weaves in and out of time, in and out of multi-dimensional planes, threading those life forms it passes through. That thread is firm; the spirit world is strong, particularly when we dream.
Our collective subconscious is incessantly demolishing and constructing the future self. Faceless people visit our dreams like ghosts...and sometimes, we see the faces so clearly because we're undeniably connected by some force unseen.
I wonder if the characters that speak to me were once alive. They speak. They touch. They breathe. They dream. They strive. They rise. Like me.
Writing is scary. Sometimes, I have no control of the process. When that happens, the words are shaping me and suddenly I am the vessel, I am the clay and all that is produced in my art is deeply a part of me.
Making this kind of contact/collision/connection with my characters is unique. It's holy. It's freeing...
I truly believe the human spirit is elastic. It swells and gels, becoming a sole force connecting people in distant continents, distant worlds even. It weaves in and out of time, in and out of multi-dimensional planes, threading those life forms it passes through. That thread is firm; the spirit world is strong, particularly when we dream.
Our collective subconscious is incessantly demolishing and constructing the future self. Faceless people visit our dreams like ghosts...and sometimes, we see the faces so clearly because we're undeniably connected by some force unseen.
I wonder if the characters that speak to me were once alive. They speak. They touch. They breathe. They dream. They strive. They rise. Like me.
Writing is scary. Sometimes, I have no control of the process. When that happens, the words are shaping me and suddenly I am the vessel, I am the clay and all that is produced in my art is deeply a part of me.
Making this kind of contact/collision/connection with my characters is unique. It's holy. It's freeing...
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