The elements do not change nor does the space they occupy. We merely move in rhythm with a false sense of freedom inside its warm embrace. We begin to grow in stature and pretend we are not fractured by the setting of the sun as it rips away all memories of days that have long gone. The elements remain untouched with the passing of the day as the color on the ground begins to fade away. The elements hold on to their solid state and don't allow the fortunes to take a different fate. They linger in the air like a rare perfume that beckons you to bathe underneath the autumn moon. So we give into the elements and hope that they will pass, like the summer wind that blows apart the grass.
“Fragile Handle With Care”
“Behind The Cracks”
“In The Light Of Buddah”
“The Blossom Of Buddah”
“Tic Toc Mr. Black”
“Assuming All Is Well In Wonderland”
“Elements”
“Blue Denin”
“Emerald Palace”
“Earthly Elements”
