heARTbrandon

     I love you. With all my heart, I love you. It's too late not to say that. It's far too late to feel any shame or guilt or expectation for feeling that. I am that, or I am nothing. I miss you and who we used to be. I miss you and how we used to play, so high in the sky and so deep in the sea. 

I love you. I wish to be nearer to you and dearer. Enduring no longer I will suffer. I love you. Angels watch over you and me. 
The history and herstory of our ancestors - Guide their wisdom to us on the wings of the Eagle. Remember who I am and who who we are. Remember me, remember we? Don't be afraid to be. Just, don't be afraid to be.

In a world of sides and esoteric asides, of unreal-nightmarish games... Wavering Warrior Riding the Tides, higher and nearer, the edge. I have believed in the deceived. I have been the deceiver. I hope you see me on the other side of that blade you hold, we look at but don't acknowledge. He took from but we can't say. Please believe me when I say, I love you. I must...

The way we begin is the way we end. The fruit that we bear soon falls to our roots. We begin again. Maybe this time we will have learned. Maybe this time we will know the way, but do we know ourselves? Each one of us a link in the chain. To know ones self is freedom. I love you. I am you. I must...

I must...
Find the courage. Wavering Warrior. I love you.

Hello readers and deviants,

I am arriving in the deviant art space with my paintings. I make paintings with plenty of color and flow. A little stop and go, but mostly spontaneous sparks of insight bring forth the brushstroke. A student of living and learning in and of our creative fruition. Time to get real, in the most unreal of ways.

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