Beyond silence and storm. Awoken in or from a dream, subconscious rises from shades of dark and becomes reality, swallowing, blooming, burning, ashes. The bottom cracks open, blazing, blooming, rising. Let me breath, let me breath. A blood red sun rises, shining, blinding, revealing; ruins and mountains ahead the road. Continue or flee? Carry me, carry me, to a place I haven’t seen before. Lift the mask and let me see, who I am to be. Let me see, let me see. Images of the Self everywhere. Symbolism in the abyss of the mind, subconscious, still?
You might have noticed that there were a lot of changes (regarding my website) the last months. It started over a year ago, when I decided to change the design. Then I also changed the structure of the website, added an archive, changed the separation of the pages (especially the gallery) und added new pages (like Worldbuilding for example). All texts (especially the “About” site) got updated. Furthermore, I removed a bunch of old works and blog posts. (It was quite funny to find my very first Blog-Post (Radioactive Hydra) again, for several reasons. Actually I deleted it too during the Tabula Rasa, but decided to Re-Up it, because it feels like the origin of building my own lair/website.)