january and february of 2019 have been riddled with event after event, almost without pause. aimed specifically at poc. events unpackaged, rolled out, and aired with little time to digest or dissect. just inebriated upon consumption from sheer excess.

yet from last moons of twenty eighteen, the intention was clear as crystal: a major, necessary shift was set to occur; twas on the horizon. so i ask …

how’s your vision?
rocking 2020 yet …
how’s your heart?
vibration elevated …
how’s your knowing?
you be …

now is the time to resuscitate your genetic code.
with real-eyes realize the reel-lies and know that
all is always as it should be.