“Deep dark mystery await in the underbelly of her womb. Polarity exists in the presence of judgement. Venture deep into the roots the core of Her…to find the reflective waters

Of the infinite
Smiling back.”

—words gifted by Daniela

Come, delve deeper with me into the supersensible realm. Be illuminated not by the superficial haze casting luster and glamour.

The gravity between us—attracting, pulling, sucking us into each other’s magnetic orbits. An empathetic Moon circling around your dazzling Sun. But don’t pervert this for weakness as the Moon’s pull awakens in times of profound darkness.

Under our shared dome are currents that travel through the air, carrying the dusts of time and spirits of happenings. Invisible to the physical eye, these energetic tendrils swirl and flick all around you and me. Sometimes as bewildering flurries of whirlwinds leaving as quickly as they come. Sometimes as arousing waves of persuasion alluring us to attach. 

Let these currents carry you, drifting into potentiality.

Qualia—the daughter we will never have, now exists in the physical world manifested as a culmination of destiny. The particles of inevitability, determined to bring us together only to pull us apart again like a tidal wave that recedes back into the ocean.

A muse just like the colour blue.