There’s a singular oddity around a man trying to overcome mortality through the assumptions of his own reality.
This inconspicuous state of conscious limbo between unconscious coherent truth is the recognition of this egocentric life of men.
After realizing his faults in the way public intimacy is wrongly preserved as private, the actioning of a broader voice can deservedly bring that knowledge to every part of our known world. Ethnocentric as the form in which men need to speak one another, constructing mankind as a primal whole, again.
Connected and worldcentric, in a whirlpool of shared and aware minds.
This is my oath, the view on which I stand free, releasing this eccentric pose to anyone trying to find a little more, of me.
Welcome.