Deep in my mind a little thought springs into existence.
It is small and featureless like the smallest seed, so humble in its ways that my conscious mind is not able to register its presence. There are many such little entities so similar and yet different popping in and out of existence just under the edge of my perception, unknown, secretive and ephemeral and each one gets its chance to grow or dye.

Sometimes I try to listen to them, to capture their essence because though individually insignificant, their endless dance choreographs the shape of my personality, my every desire and need, my future.


The ones that get to grow, do so fast, with a mesh of little roots that intertwine until it’s hard to tell them apart. They all seek to reach the light, they want to be part of my consciousness and to see the world through my eyes. They tug on me, like clumsy puppeteers in an uncoordinated and chaotic manner. But they are so many!
Slowly during this fight some, coherent enough, get stronger, like ancient trees they grow and use their shadows to kill the worthless bush beneath. They became my conscious mind, my focus, my friends. In the end they get to dictate the course of my life.

And just like trees they bloom and make seeds, little seeds that fall through the roots at the bottom, the most humble place deep in my mind, far from light. Just like their older brothers they try to grow.
Growing is harder this time, nevertheless they grow, because this time, they are the seeds of the ancient trees and in their concealing shape, they hide order and beauty.

[avatar user=”Radu” size=”medium” align=”left” /]Radu is our crazy scientist…. ahem the inventor, I mean. He is always doing some sort of experiment, and calls the workshop a lab… He takes the knowledge of old crafters to the next level, testing and improving the traditional recipes. He is a thinker, geek, perfectionist and a quality control freak. He owns a lot of radio controlled helicopters that we are all afraid of.


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