Letting go (part three)

"There exists only this instant, for as long as I can ride it; this wave of existential juice." Quantum artist Lanon Carl Prigge on the art of letting go.
Close-up of part of the artwork, Dragon dreams of lost hope, by Lanon Carl Prigge (in The Dragon Dreams Collection)

“It comes so abruptly and yet so gently it lifts me, a deep and luxuriant vein of flow, light as a feather, powerful as an ocean rip, it drags me out of sight of the fading land ⁠
into waters unfamiliar, ⁠
unknown, ⁠
sometimes even unknowable.⁠
I no longer flinch,⁠
As once in fear I did.⁠
I no longer struggle,⁠
As once my stubbornness ordained.⁠
I no longer resist being gathered up by this great hand,⁠
As once my pride insisted.⁠
I do not raise my eyes.⁠
I do not seek to orientate myself.⁠
By what measure could I?⁠
There exists only this instant, for as long as I can ride it; this wave of existential juice.⁠

The stroke beneath the tip of my digital stylus is all that remains of me.”

Quantum artist, Lanon Carl Prigge

We are capable of taking hundreds of quantum leaps in any given day, making decisions that seem inconsequential or small at the time, yet have the collective power to entirely transform our lives.

Cynthia Sue Larson

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