Please forgive me for being flippant. I really do like your work, Shawn. I hope you have a sense of humor. Back a brief glimpse, au naturale, posteriorally captured by the painter's brush, hand, and eyes for all time. The fallibility of man is sure, ordained by original sin.
Sanity is but an imaginary dream, hear the primal voice within-awake and scream.
Memories, like fossil finger prints, provide the evidence. That the past we recollect may be a lie, as well as the future and present-tense. Pain becomes the virgin, where pleasure is the whore. Time is a clock-maker's whim, we must face and bear it. Seek the truth we hunger for, that all may feed and share it.