The Incidental Corridor No.408

Once an expression emerges, gesturing through one’s self, the expression is no longer owned. It’s freedom becomes explicit by being in the world. It’s taken by others and used to their own discretion. Once alone and buried in the depths, expression stumbles into the clear and illuminates spirit. In doing so it casts a shadow of itself against the horizon and becomes what it could never be before: An unknown, isolated, primitive voice of darkness.

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