what if your creativity spends its days dreaming about you too?
what if art is a co-creation between you (the vessel) & the eternal source of all things?
what if this act of making is the universe experiencing itself through you?
what if your creativity spends its days dreaming about you too?
what if art is a co-creation between you (the vessel) & the eternal source of all things?
what if this act of making is the universe experiencing itself through you?
Any party telling you who you can love, what gender you are, which medicine you can take, which books you can read, which history you can learn, what prayers you should pray and what you can and cannot do with your own body, doesn’t give a fuck about freedom.
Any party telling you who you can love, what gender you are, which medicine you can take, which books you can read, which history you can learn, what prayers you should pray and what you can and cannot do with your own body, doesn’t give a fuck about freedom.