I sit here right now in limbo. I feel my desires and two of them sit with me in contrast of each other. The first, to create and paint and sculpt and build. The other, to embrace ceasing the creation of objects. Accomplish freedom of physical items. To not add any other item to this world. A world battered by mans need to have.
That is all. Just hypocritical feelings, sitting, looking at each other in a kind of stalemate.