changing personal tastes, times and technology are likely responsible,
but whatever the reason, i'm bidding farewell to all my previous creative excursions.
the slow building tension in my head has reached a milestone I can no longer ignore.
the hypnotic latticework of a new direction, has further cemented even more intense visions, that are presently percolating and bouncing off each other in a mesmerizing manner, making it all but impossible for me to tune out.
nothing is ending with an exclamation mark, but with an intriguing series of deafening question marks.