Primal insect consciousness. One perceiving‐acting pair in fusional sympathetic passional aggressive union.

The dance of death, the venom dance and the dance with purest instinct. Can the death dealing dart be drawn back once the primal reaction has set in?

Beneath and beyond this insect consciousness unfolds a trans dimensional world where itʹs “life as usual”… creating worlds to replace the worn and the weary with fresh young worlds vibrant with expectation and just striving to light up with life. The interlocked, interlaced warriors are blind to all that is not a part of their immediate reality situation.

Blades, balls, hooves, architecture and eyes.