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The Cardioverse: An Existential Tapestry of the Heart's Eternal Symphony

When I draw hearts upon the canvas of existence's sacred geometry, I do not merely render the heart as an artistic gesture, I draw the heart as a cosmological gesture; every heart silhouette is an immeasurable portal through which I have re-entered the world in transformation. The new  meaning of my heart rendering beyond the holy trinity of the common connotations (sex, love, and devotion) relates to the heart as the original liberator. 

So, my gestural hearts are vibrating chromatic forms, dancing within the in-between of reconciling with self-recognition (the human predicament) observing the inherent dignity pulsing in every living being. My hearts are as if they are light maps of the spiritual journey—each line documenting the immeasurable power that fuels the physical body as it moves through the tides of life. 

In meditative contemplation, the heart emerges as the physical body consciousness meeting with corporeal logic, a lilting red equalizer flowing through the veins of our humanity. This carmine liquid river points to our perfect dispatch from the Divine, mechanical beings emanating a reflective completeness, not fallen.

Conversion of the heart symbolizes a catalog of attributes or virtues: renewal, peace, hope, nonviolence, fellowship, compassion, and generosity, which our impermanent sojourn was meant to inspire, despite evidence to the contrary that permeates, often through chaos. Every spontaneous heart creation is also a generous act of resistance that builds real service to others, anti-work work. 

To know the heart means to be in accord with one's deepest truth and to cultivate sincere love for all beings we wish to honor. I allow my heart expressions to go and grow, returning the higher vibration of the active dates to my community and the circle of love. The heart iconography and its sacred multivalence offerings are my simple gifts in, an offering to our cultural life, our life nurturing planet and to/ from the ungraspable sanctity and continuous becoming of existence. 

In the process of my creative imagination, the heart becomes a pulsating light that externally reflects the colorful emotive spectrum of tightly held and clear memories and scattered thoughts—recording the ambient variances of the heart across the range of human being. 

When I write poetry, I can feel my thought reaching for and finding a stasis, no blank walls, but a trance where the fabric of everything departs from obscured history, freed from traditional rigidity. The poem becomes a conversational fantasy for spirited individuals—abstract yearning voiced into a constellation of words to new semantic universes. 

My poem appears in raw movement, as a psychedelic waking dream—those moments recontextualized in multiple places and forms in my Art Film Manifesto and sung pieces. I am moving toward limitless thought and creating troped poems made of layers that are narratives woven through an alchemic journey of emotion, playfully expressive words, and a pursuit of infinite metered movement. These poems are inviting wide-realm readings about their underlying existence, create spacious awareness and open up a space for movement in what are impossible dreamscapes, as lost or found in the newest discoveries of souls.

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