I am a siren, a witch, a soul archaeologist, I move my eyes purposefully, passionately. I crawl across muddy waters, knowing that my salvation is near, digging through the misty confusion tattooed on your memory, I drink the waters of your washed-out roads, your uneven terrain, your collapsed caves.
Love, in all its forms, is always at the root of every desire, and as we spend our life seeking for it outside of ourselves, we soon come to realize that it has always been within us. It is the type of love that trumps all others, and unlocks all the wonders we will ever seek.
Sometimes you need to lose focus, get dirty and drown yourself in deep levels of frustration and confusion in order to feel that familiar and fond invitation to discover new unfathomable levels of clarity. For that is our job as the seekers of the world. That is our purpose.