Seth Jason Leslie

And . . The word was made fresh. My conditioned habits of agreement have been destroyed!
I now embrace meaninglessness in a symbiotic movement of flesh and breath. My evolution through modalities of interpretation is as consistent as the Sun Star!
I gather knowledge through agnostic forces of awareness and I scatter seeds of thought in a performance mirroring that of a perennial forest.
Magnetized. Stratified. Plucked and blown.
Electricity, temperature and bone.
Echoes in the horizon. Faces on the trees. Sounds in the ground and colors in the planets.
My heart beats and my toes make points. Space is the place and action is the joint.