Performance

Connected to my senses, no matter which way they pull you in a trance of synethesia

I recognize all that I’m doing as performative.

In my own spirals of becoming I’m reminded to continually turn to the power of the ocean and ask how I am my own Beau Capitaine. It is only the sun that directs us here. Yet if I were to stay grounded it seems that I’d be missing out on some perspective.