Epoch Ephemeral

Long and tumultuous is the journey from unconsciousness to the waking spring of total awareness. Our lives are fleeting, and the memories of that which was, or could have been, a constant drain and distraction from knowing ourselves and the world in fullness. We are now, and have been in the most fleeting and disconnected period in all of history, and because of this, art, the greatest force for the imagination ever devised, has risen to meet it. We live only to die, survived only by those things we created with love. Some say its a tragedy, others a comedy, but I call it The Epoch Ephemeral.