Could become my favourite go to app for the weather forecast.

When the Mountains are the stairways to the clouds.

I created a thing.
What draws me to these particular creations of expression?

Gravitational juxtapositioned finite curves

It was the Metmo Pen that lured me here but it was the other gadgets that stayed my attention.

The spirit of Shambhala Music Festival.
2025.
Riverside Camping stage.
I’m amazed.

The Infinity Experience.
Six different strains crossed-bred to offer the equivalent existential experience as the infinity stones would.
It will leave you in existential dissolution, questioning your very existence as if you were the one snapped from reality itself.

As I sat down to contemplate with a bite to eat in hand, the perfect song for the moment came on.
It inspired me to indulge in a little photo-drop video edit.
Here is the result.

I’m grateful for the individual who picked my sunglasses up off the trail and placed them on a log.

I’m grateful I had the stubborn tenacity to backtrack in search of them and push myself to continue searching even further along the trail

The relief I felt was pure gratitude and bliss.

In case you didn’t know this about me, I like music.

A Cull Of Despair.

A call of despair, one way or another, I’m going to cull this despair