Time Fleyes

I recently did an installation art piece for a class that investigated the concept of time and a reflection of what it means. It made me reflect intently on the concept of time, being a part of this particularly revolutionary era where "tempus fugit." The tempest of my brain storm and the mistake of human error gave me an epiphany. I realized that mistakes, on both grand and small scales help consciousness learn how to be solvent enough to dilute and transmute oops into beauty. Suddenly it becomes clear, why we are here, what we were destined to witness.

This sudden transformation, the leap into timelessness. I tried to truly picture the end of time, tried to catch a glimpse. What I saw was intervention by the divinities among us, in the physical and ethereal. I saw evil disintegrate into the fire of the sun, I saw everyone finally seeing the father and the son. Our transcendence from the dark to the light, finally invigorating the third eye sight. We were curious of death because we were pondering life in the garden of perfection and so we learned strife. We earned a new merit of experience and ascension, to question an illusion of physical perception. We redeemed ourselves for the fall from sublimity by realizing our personal divinity.

Then Time was rearranged and redefined, new dimensions of understanding emerged from the fabric of the veil. The signs too vibrant to disguise, our eyes finally affixed on the inside. Thus making the outside indistinguishable from the in. When time disassembles and the past, present and possible are all equidistant peace will reign again.

Time flies

namaste

with Love and Light,
A.D. IV