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Gregory Steven Edwards

Art is the illusion to transcend illusion.

Location: Texas, United States
Media: Mixed Media / Digital Art / PenInk
Style: Pop / Abstract / Alternative
Art Group Affiliations: iSmudge - (4is)
AltPop Art - (altpop)
Alternative Online Artists - (aoa)
Self Representing Artists - (qae)
EBSQ Self-Representing Artists - (ebsq)
Emerging, Self Representing Artists - (4is)
Online Artists United - (o@u)
Self Representing Artists - (sra+)
Art 4 Art's Sake - (a4a)

All good things will come to fruition!!! This timely opportunity to shake the shaft and share wheat without is a best way to drop old habits in route. As many reasonable synergies shine all about, good things resonate beyond hate and doubt. This very Now a NEW HUMANITY awakens ABOVE the Dividing Station; and WE are armed with appreciable otherness. In every omni WHY, way the kindest path to where WE have always been IS! As the First Stone, the Last Stone turns in a constant magical mode conducive to remembering, to, as St. Frances put it: to finding, who is seeking. Just for a moment, I am lifted beyond Hidden Horse babble bondage, as forged concepts are divided through mans DIS-vanity, like another un-feathered fallacy. AS many an All Believe unmistaken, unhidden entering breezes...in a once upon a time way I have ridden! Did dead letter deeds mix crossroads with needs in endless wake taking as wars felt mask making in hindsight mistaken? Unlike the stars shifting for cognitive zeal, earthquake mistake shaking is cliff lifting agreed in nature unmistaken! With a white shadow rainbow the old shades subtracted a new way to know has reflected to show us! Still in the end eye boulders grow older and then letting go, pain leads to the window holder going with the KEY to UNGRASP the shoulder boulder. I want many specks in my folder before I gain not and grow older. And let knowledge flow seemingly slow in becoming and see sight and so as your own light becoming!!! Open two freed and one two times more, like a name one thing breeds. Let us rise above those of wish want why and my ways with seeds sowing with the stones growing? Like my mini-me clearly I see like last with no breeds in traditional ME needs. As it dictates into hollow point leads victors survive beyond bi-directional wording feeds...ever all about, and how undefined is modes of art, and mostly intension: As important toward the enrichment of our self-efficacy, as it ever was, laughing but still lifted. Seeking meaning through the ambiguous world of art visuals relates to archetypal psyche-set wiring; and is, for me, a path to remembrance, the things implanted in I Am Inclusive at the dawn of time. When creating art or writing in spontaneous modes, I find my mind baffled into back stage silence setting many left hands free to channel subconscious eggs in SUPER Rollover remittance. I try hard to dig deep and present shamelessly what I would not now choose to hold back, in any way! To loose face in my art style would be to navigate into fear already known to have no reality extraneous to our imaginative creating. In Earth Land, to delight many through a projective visual gateway portals constructed with an ever rising ing like rings on rungs singing, like notes with winded words thundering form from the depths unique to each and thus tangible to all like when you realize each has within them their own riddle to reach. Using nature modes flowing throughout all media. I instead strive to live life in word seers voices without an s into the projective levels of context and rents every veil of forgetfulness...one bite at a time! Such is found in dreaming meaning as an ever higher resource ever filling as overflowing with contents incubated seer keys freeing gifts that we could not not have ever waiting: Now is the time to awaken in a world without end, so be so be...now I think I can see why there is so many in We. Through poetry and visuals I am freer and more WE-er! Could I ever wish for more as a mode toward meaning in the setting free of natures voice ever dreaming through a single hand dreaming more than my me alone? With cubic words resurrected, I speak THUNDERING FRUITIONS from the Key Resurrection Tower ABOVE the Dividing Station! I am either everywhere or now here. The ambiguous world of visual contemporary art beckons us all to make better sense out of our experiences and encourages us to come to present time; Every there and then mentality will fall short! This is a great opportunity to share many good things about how art is an important conductor fully worthy as a healthy cross-cultural link for potentially enriching self-efficacy throughout every demographic rung, without semantic toxins. Seeking meaning in the out of the ambiguous world of art and poetry relates profoundly to commonalities stored in the deepest cognitive recesses of humanity long overdue in our necessity NOW for Global Harmony...now:) It is absolutely targeted within every sleeping resonance as everyone�s rebirth as Our WE; and for me, a path to reinstate an all-inclusive equality nurturing honesty, acceptance, and respect! Darkness shining not into the light WITH FIRM CONVICTION IN THIS TRUTH instantly disempowers ill-willed ego-based drives in positions of Egocentric Power Thrusting and paranoia ploys to justify Exclusive demortification On every global members toes! The concept of natural freedom from sea to shining sea makes the next higher rung as a perfect all-inclusive circle. I have a right to be me and in this mode I see divinity as the double-edged sword teaching to reach and revealing dead letter delusions shaped by mans Inkblot envisioning, projections and division. This Land is OURS, NOT THE THREE PERCENT ELITE! THOSE MISLED ALPHABET DEAD LETTER ZONES WITH MICROPHONES ARE ANTI AMERICAN AND NOT FIT TO BE ON THIS PLANET AS IS! Of myself I am nothing but the rebringing plan, or perfect in all ness by the present pleasant presence, is all about AND that we cannot not be! Thus WE ARE only with winged words. Outlines to a perfect resurrection like wheat all about grown and woven in super forms of a crown with many colors for your you in collective infusions to rerail TRUE top walking in every shining eye seeing self in appreciable othernes; like a loosened self in truth and in Light; to be THIS NOW will be when seeing is the innate things implanted in every soul AWAKENED until the dawn of time is transparent and shown clearly. Thank you for reading...YOU are blessed Very Dearly! Greg Edwards

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The chains on our perspectives may be light, but we must remember they are invisible, the hardest to break. Let us stretch our conceptual boundaries and ultimately shift from what is perceived, to the one who perceives. Does it not take an act Of illusion to transcend illusion? Ever-new degrees of focus and don�t look back, just come back. In the wonder of remembrance is the gift of vision, New vision� everything merged into one reality. Let what is of the mind be of the mind and let what is of the flesh be of the flesh, as we awaken in the midst� in the center�. and now transcend.