WE EXIST IN THE GARDEN. Light shines and shadows fall. The soil is rich and plentiful within this garden we grow.

WE ALL BELONG TO A TRIBE. The ones who know us best, who have our backs, inspire us, and ignite our inner flame.

WE ALL HAVE SHADOWS. Darkness and Light can't exist without the other. Embrace your shadow and ride with open eyes.

All creatures live in the garden forever entwined and woven within the dreams of the universe.

The transformation from child to adult. Out of the ashes rises the phoenix.

Where are our roots planted? Is the soil fertile or depleted? What do we need to grow?

Dreams connect our psyche to the universe. When we wake we are reprogrammed.

Our shamans are nowhere to be found. The dark clouds thunder in with charlatans abound.

Crack open the psyche. Give thanks to IAM. Steel lines and bullets. Blood of the lamb.