Escaping The Onslaught aka Hide And Seek

Wandering the hills of our imagination sooner or later we will come upon an interesting 'object'. It's inevitable but there is no acknowledgment of such. As we prance and dance in glee our rewards become fullfilled. We are again complete, ready for our next adventurous exploratory foray out into the 'unknown'. Ever moving we are the movement.

As we circle the whirlpool struggling against our selves eventually submission becomes the order of the day. Down into the depths of being we come out the other side 'changed'. It's a make-over. Patting ourselves on the shoulder in a job well done we jump into conviction. Behold the pale horse.

In circumnavigating the universe no corner is left untouched, no dusty cobweb filled long forgotten.