Moonlit Painting

Death and rebirth Again and again, the endless cycles Sometimes conscious, a willing leap of faith into the unknown. Other times unexpected. An imposition of fate or circumstance, with the expectation & understanding of acceptance. At times in resistance. Rather, always through a bout of resistance one way or another, despite our supposed enlightened self. We want to think of it as a dive into the next era, but usually it works out more like getting dragged into an abyss. Once we’ve gone through the spin cycle enough we realize there’s always company, always understanding, and if we’re lucky, someone to be our mirror.