When words fail as they often do, my mind reverts to a primordial form of communication, mostly visual but a bit more.
The dialogue between my conscious and subconscious selves is a mind trip like no other; I'm both observer and participant. This is usually heightened during dreams, cannabis fuelled adventures & deep meditative states.
Learning to let go of descriptive vocabulary or the need to define things in times like this has allowed me go deep into myself and in knowing myself this way, I experience the whole universe that is outside of me, inside of me.
