For your unique palate and edification, a cup of tea with a mild Neoplatonic flavour and a twist of Lila from the Vedic tree, no need for sweetener to take the edge off, it is best to contemplate this experience with the eye that allows one to see.

This fictional piece may appear to reside somewhere between solipsism and a gnostic climb, but like the platonic myths passed down through the hour of glass of time, it contains a quality of truth that emanates a beautiful chime.

So what is life if not play-doh for the mind; a place to build up castles and break them down to begin anew! To give and receive, to let go and exercise our unique individuality and all the powers & principles that reside within. For how can one self-reflect if not through the other, if we remain one like the sun, then how can we ever know our full brilliance & potential in all that is done…

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About Jason Youngman

An explorer of volition and soul, a song under a night's sky and a dream that forever yearns to be.
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