on the sphere

The young couple played with the sphere ...Not knowing that this ball was the final abode of a magician that feared the world and all things in it...so he sealed up his mind  in a sphere resistant to force and time..

sitting on the cube

Night in the Delightful Desert ; beneath swirling stars a cube sits gleaming on the sand..
A cube that has traveled through the dark silence and immense distances between stars .....Now here it sits ....And upon it I sit , dangling my feet and looking at the stars...

carried aloft into infinite inspiration

A Magician utters some words slightly wrong....and find himself falling like a stone into deep delirium...into the Abyss..

What Wonder then to be borne upwards again ; and Beyond ..

It is always better to sign your soul over to an Angel rather than to a devil....

stacking blocks

From bottom up ;
A Color Code.. an invitation to magic and spirit..

flowing cape ..

Unfurling Cape...
Billowing ...new rounded shape dynamics..
You Flow in the Wake of Passage..
......
Magicians keeping busy..Hurrying from one part of the Megapolis to another..
Remembering One Word...
One Word to be Uttered..
Magicians Bringing Words..

dancing on an outer world

The Fathers of the Future..
Dancing along the paved surface of a planetoid..

Nothing to Do but focus Orbital Cameras on the dancers ; a live feed amongst millions of transmissions..

Finding a Possibility

We can be Together..
One..
In Dreams..

the ages uphold one child that will witness the New Day..

Friend..Lover ..Mother..

..Child..

from the Source of Possibility we are all radiating..