There are crossroads where fate steps softly, and if you listen, you will hear her—an echo of the divine feminine pouring water over parched vision. In her presence the haze lifts, revealing the lattice of your purpose shimmering beneath the ordinary. She does not command or compel; she simply mirrors the fire already smoldering in you, kindling it into revelation. Grasp this moment with deliberate care: the universe rarely grants such crystalline sight twice. Having been anointed by her gift, walk with intention, for the gods have pressed a burning seal upon your path and wait to watch you wield its light.

The Sublime Vision / Her Gift

Adam Evesly & the fractal 17 - an exploratory experiment in multidisciplinary art & music, a work in merging both the dark & the light in all of us, explicitly free from any cage