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Welcome to the trail I blaze (and sometimes burn down) on purpose. Nothing here follows logic, but it all makes perfect sense to me.
{Think Colorado cowboy meets cartoon chaos, gonzo visions, and dusty surrealism. It’s where off-grid dreams, counterculture spirit, and animated absurdity collide.}
I’m addicted to the moment right before the fall, when everything’s still possible and nothing makes sense. That space where chaos and calm collide. The feeling of pushing my limits, only to realize they were never limits, just checkpoints. It’s getting lost in the woods, in creative work, in strange conversations that go beyond the surface. That is when I feel most connected: to nature, to the people I love, to stories worth telling, and to the raw, unfiltered version of myself.
If I could gift myself any superpower, I’d want the ability to shapeshift not just into people or creatures, but into feelings, moments, metaphors. I’d become a blizzard on top of a mountain, loud, disorienting, strangely peaceful. I’d turn into a campfire when someone needs warmth, a sketch when someone needs a spark, or a question when someone’s ready to be honest. Some days I’d carry the cracked-sunglasses chaos of Hunter S. Thompson, unraveling just enough to see things clearly. I think the best stories, the best design, even, comes from stepping outside yourself. This would let me do that literally. Not to escape, but to become. To connect. To disappear into the storm and come back with something worth sharing.
It’s not about power, it's about presence. Feeling more deeply, creating more honestly, and living in that rare space where chaos and calm meet and something strange and beautiful begins.
