Solid. Like a wall. A separation from the stagnant mundanity of modernity and the beatific; what may be proffered as a superlative, a runoff on our otherwise tepid, humdrum existence. The binary leaves me aghast, isolated in my liberation. The shackles shed, stark naked raving mad on this elixir from morass, the deep seated acknowledgement that life is much too short to not have elegance this divine break me out of my boredom and remind why life is worth living in the first place.
Solid. Like a wall. A separation from the stagnant mundanity of modernity and the beatific; what may be proffered as a superlative, a runoff on our otherwise tepid, humdrum existence. The binary leaves me aghast, isolated in my liberation. The shackles shed, stark naked raving mad on this elixir from morass, the deep seated acknowledgement that life is much too short to not have elegance this divine break me out of my boredom and remind why life is worth living in the first place.
Apr 26th, 2017
Burgundy, France
