It is through the pathological: The presented image of the journey as being that of the road, less traveled-- a foundation of sand, presented as being that of bedrock.. It is the ancient shortcut's need to prop up it's own deception that is of that which harbors the greatest judgement of all that is upright and it is upon these agenda-ed, subjective pallettes that the pastels are mixed and arranged,
as the landscape of the world's reality becomes, painted.
the inconvenient musings of a madman, or something-- just thinking out loud here.. sorry. I'll shut up now.. ~Love, Paul xox