Harvesting, a perpetual taking away but always giving back. The mind, an infinite landscape layered by soil. Some seeds will grow, others will turn into soil, others will spread and take over. The mind, an infinite possibilities, never there, yet always already present.

I hope that you find some seeds waiting to grow in the mind garden you are cultivating; they might be hidden in the strangest corners.

Hive, Hive-mind, mindlessly meandering through hexagonal thoughts, pondering, waiting, always waiting for the same thing to happen differently.

Be creative and enjoy the growth. Welcome!