Bright colors, strange concepts, artwork that comes from Furthur. A pilgim in the quest for the philosopher's stone. Ouroboros. Aoxomoxoa. Twas ever thus.
I draw all my energy from my Celtic spirit friends in the land of Tir Na Nog and the songs of the Native Americans who live yet and whose insight has never failed to draw forth visual symbols that tell the truth about here and now.
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