S Brooks

Strawberry Waffles S Brooks

I would like to sincerely express all of the pictures I have mediated into the mastery of words. Enjoy this book and the many more that will come bearing it's name in the form of other volumes.
I have considered myself to be a doctor of mental surgery. I don't need to put you to sleep for this surgery, I gently remove your skull as we sit, chat, and I cut through the tissue that has been getting in the way of your real brain and it's spiritual body, which you may know as the mind. Deep within I see the Damage, it's very old and stale. Yet it hasn't separated itself from yourself. I grab it from out of your brain, rinsing the old residue that remained. I gently put your skull back on; you haven't even noticed. When I touch your hand, you awaken like you have been sleep for many years. We look into the depth of each other and we have linked ourselves to the divinity that has been broken between us. We kiss and then kiss we did, we miss, in the mist of the kiss, I can feel, the very feeling of the bliss, the moment has altered our place where we once stood, and we appear to be in an environment that is shaping