seeing through symbols

As if there weren't enough flowers yesterday, there was however, no orange.


Like paint.


Lilacs, finally one that I like of this complicated bloom.


Waiting to open, almost too cliche to believe, a bleeding heart.


I saw it coming, the bee, and waited it out, knowing it'd find this large purple entity too hard to resist.


There is something a little peculiar afoot here, though I'm not quite sure what.


intellect expressed through perception
mental landscape peopled by shadows
yet they are only holes

By combining what you recognize as intellectual archetypes and symbols with action beyond ego, awake.