Pen o’ the Woods : The Forest of the Heart

I thrive on illusion. I live inside an illusion. where I survive. creating works of illusion from illusory beings of alchemical wizardry. I am a magic show that makes magic from an even deeper magic still. living the mysterious play as it exudes its orgy of phantasmagorical being in each infinite and fleeting moment of obscene and deliciously illusory wonderment. 

I look for ways to share this like it’s my job…