We are led to believe a lie When we see not through the eye.
If the doors of perception were cleansed everything would appear to man as it is, infinite.
If a thing loves, it is infinite.
Forgive what you do not approve & love me for this energetic exertion of my talent
More! More! is the cry of a mistaken soul.
Imagination is the real and eternal world of which this vegetable universe is but a faint shadow.