Sphere of Existence

A collaboration between LB and Anna Rozwadowska

We are the shared prism of now, under the timeless fleece of a famished Universe, lined with rugged pockets of wondrous questions, fluctuating between what once was… and what could be.

Truth lies in the ether, in fractal gestures and destined goodbyes, no compromise, simple, an endeavor to relax the senses, five D and a slight hand, carrying too much baggage, you walk as if the earth was pulling you down, pushing your slight frame to meander shedding light on atmospheric circulation; domain of the invisible thread that connects us all.

Magic is heart’s pulse running through your veins, magic is a true being’s freedom, escape from routine, the habitual, a true process of the self. If the blood of man leads to malfunction, the diaphragm consists of soreness, the faculties of humanity take you to the superficial, honesty wins in endings, for your soul is free of burdens.

Rhythm, pulse of the Universe, non-linear in time, layers shed as snakes recoil, under mystic breath, blurring evolutionary streams -spheres of existence.-

Heroes and commoners both forewarned… to slip past the ether that ruptures our dreams, caught in chaos. We may learn to tread wisely through the madness of perception, that even immortal breath leaves in its wake… because every movement is reborn, and joy takes over, sweeping through the lion’s den. Watch us closer now, are we still the same children racing towards a mysterious horizon?

If one is constant in their undertaking, one is solid in piecing together the light of their being.

Who better to rule our castles, temporal, temporary battles, than our own selves?

LB & Anna Rozwadowska 2020