
More and more I find myself shifting towards the surreal. It seems the limits of believability are not conducive to a free and open imagination. The winds I wish to sail on can’t be found on this plane.



More and more I find myself shifting towards the surreal. It seems the limits of believability are not conducive to a free and open imagination. The winds I wish to sail on can’t be found on this plane.


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