Well, we have a lot to talk about. I have had a lot of things happen in the past few years that have sent me on this crazy path and awakenings have happened. I’m going to share my experiences, but why not start with a little Inktober tease, Sra style.
So here’s the deal, I’m not really much of an artist, although I deeply appreciate and love art of all kinds, forever. But fuck that, you know what, I am an artist. We all are. We are human beings with the power to create and the spark of creativity that defines our level of consciousness. Girl, we got a lot to talk about consciousness as well. We’ll get to it. Something about Rome and days.
This isn’t really an art piece though, it’s a sloppily scrawled philosophical piece. Because I fancy myself an armchair philosopher. And I’ve had to deal with a lot of grief, y’all. And with healing of grief comes healing of ego damage. And with that comes a new understanding of life, the universe, and everything. The answer? Not 42, but LOVE.
So this is Inktober, Sra style. Sometimes imma hit you with some philosophy. Sometimes imma serve you some art. Always, I am wishing you peace, love, and healing.