I write from a threshold—
a dynamic, liminal space,
on the creative edge
where the manifest emerges
from the unknown:
that dimensionless domain
of infinite potentials.

Everything I write
is of the moment—
not tracts of fixed dogma,
but transient flashes of insight
into something so vast and uncontainable
that no words can begin to capture it—
merely pointing back to the ineffable source
of being itself.

I write not to acquire followers,
but to ignite a passion for enquiry—
a willingness to sit in the midst
of deep curiosity,
centred in not-knowing
yet hungry to discover.

My poems and essays
are written to inspire debate,
investigation, and rigorous analysis—
to be pulled apart and reformulated,
in the sincere desire that every encounter
uncover deeper truths,
create greater transparency to the divine,
widen horizons beyond limit,
and flow together in the creative currents
of life itself unfolding.

Please do not accept anything I write
as fixed or non-negotiable truth.
My words are as transient
as the place I write from.
They are like a living plant:
sprouting from a seed,
growing toward the light,
flowering and producing new seed
to start the cycle again.
At no stage is the plant fixed or finished.

My writings are part of a similar emergence.
Read them—then go and cultivate
your own garden—
and we can exchange ideas
over the garden fence.