Space is a desert, we are grains of sand lost in the winds of time until we fall back to our true selves, that which we have always been, that which is eternal, that which I name the desert but knowing it can’t be named and it is not that.
The 4th Patriarch
Space is a desert, we are grains of sand lost in the winds of time until we fall back to our true selves, that which we have always been, that which is eternal, that which I name the desert but knowing it can’t be named and it is not that.