Breathe.

Eye am that which alkhemizes the fog of amnesia into remembrance of gods. Eye b(earth) the memories of my ancestors through my art where eye unfold the pieces of my galactic connections & my ancient memories of mother Gaia. This is not the first time eye have lived, nor will this be the last. With each reb(earth), each cycle of lessons & healing, eye wield the tools acquired to tend to m(eye) soul mission. M(eye) ancestors of highest dimensions speak through the ink I wield. Here is the visual creation of the frequencies I’ve travelled.

(The Red Lyran)