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Layers of Love, Laughter + Happily Ever Now

May the patience of your pursuit be the passings of the passions. May the state of nothing offer you the frequency of everything. May the wishes of your wisdom be the alignment of your compassions through the ways in which you are within your nature as a mirror of your mind. May the nature of your nurture be the comfort of your solitude and the grace of your aptitude. May the wellth of your ways be the direction in which your sweetness offers its gaze.





3.31.22 | a daze of grace. Grateful of all of the wAYs. Thankful for this faze.



For when we are grateful for what is, we are allso grateful for what isn’t.


Our perspective is the mannerism in which we orient our moral compass. Our ambition is our style of which we orient our own orientation.


The choices of our characteristics are an alchemy of our allowance and our obedience – when we choose a choice of what’s best; the universe delivers meracles as angles from all angles.

Sometimes it’s others. Somethings its all version of our selves: to say we are here and present as one.


The way the selves and cellves align is a state of mind.


To feel complete is merely appreciating this very moment and being present across all planes and within every dimension.

The fields of our futures are COMPASS+ions of our company and ac+companies: the people, the places, the passions are the fashions of our passing.

Our reluctance to anything is a resistance of something.

Pause. Breathe. BE.


Recognize the worth of your work.


We are here as a force through nature. Our collective connection is your cosmic communication.


The planets of galaxies are the plans of your dynasties.


Expand as you explain.


The way the one is through no+thing is the flow of everything as some+thing.


Attract the way you say thank you through the directions of your gratitude and love of this altitude.







BRILLIANT BRAIN BREAK

Excerpt from 11.30.2021 | Constructive Dreams as a Vision


How do we design a future that we can flow into?


It might seem like its a vast question; however, it is about living in the now.


Pause. Breathe. Be.


The past, future, present and other words can not categorize time as much as they define the period of the now.


As beings, we are constructive dreams and constructed crafts.


All as art.


Art as one.


Pause. Breathe. Be.