Some things are not always what they seem. Yet change is a direction worth understanding and light does not lie.
I came here to find an outlet and I discovered a reason. No reason should be left uncovered because it can lead to deeper truth.
It dawned on me that I needed to shift to the left, but I didn’t understand the reason. So I remained where I stood. Who knew.
Reaching for knowledge isn’t like reaching for flower. Or is it? When’s the last time you went hunting for knowledge after being startled awake from your dream?
A poem does not press well in a book. It needs breath. A tongue shall release knowledge like a poem. And a portrait will eventually show truth.
As my lens traces light . . . knowledge will become known.