It's been too long. Since I communicated with messages and with you. About what I want out of life. What meaning life has and what meaning I make out of my life.
I do believe drawing can communicate in ways your mind reading this text cannot. Therefore implore you to look upon these images and think about what I am trying to tell you.
The mind's eye is a sort of fire, the result of energy transferance over time via natural selections pathways.
Though memory provides everlasting life, it's actions are built in the present. I intend to post more. Hold me accountable and I'll do the same for you.