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I make metaphor of nearly every thing .. I will create a physical manifestation of nearly anything that strikes me. In short, I've created a physical concoction, a sort of physical interpretation of the western mind.


Externally white, something of a chipped off white beehive. The thing is, the hollows in it are merely singular, they briskly vanish into empty walls, they can be seen though at times, but only looking out into oblivion, into extremity, into the outside. Collectively, they are isolated chambers, about 9 or more, singularly distributed throughout this 'nestlike' object. Each of these chambers dictate something of an asset of ourselves, a single unit of our persona - a unit of identity- whether their walls are high ceilinged, look out into reality, their rooms luxurious, or dusty and concaved, . The walls between them are reminiscent of our solidarity, of the predominantly western tradition of seperatism, of non tradition, of pure nihilism with depthless ends, we are singular, and seemingly isolated, from one another, from each other, from ourselves. The unity within the individual mind, within this collective array of chambers is seperate from one another. This is due to self abasement, to society, to private property, to loniliness, loss of culture, loss of identity, to oblivion, self distrust, or vice versa, trusting the self entirely with others, to denial largely, to greed and submission to material world and most infinitely FEAR.


We have become alien even to ourself, our knowledge is seperated, it's kept in refined little chambers in our minds; our knowledge of ourselves is almost predicatable, extensive to an extent, bordered, industrialized, clean, and neat, easily accessible. My mission is to crack down these walls of seperation and unify myself as an individual- One must explore the depths of oneself to  crack the culprit. If I live but once, I don't mind unearthing my depths to unify my being. Emptiness and isolation, alienation, being lost,- it's all tell tale signs of an underlying condition, the human condition. Of course, this is largely based on my western philosophy, although I am always in a state of balancing the cons with the good stuff-.. living a pleasant, long life in ignorance, in material palace, enamored in myself and idyl /idol worship and cyclic time and living.


Each entry should serve as my efforts to extend my passion to you and meanwhile seeking my personal unity, which I hold in deep respects with unifying myself to you. - Feel free to do so with me