greetings, name’s elias (ee-lie-us)
“In Search for Every Horizon’s Sun” came about from the lamented cry that manifested in my fifteen-year-old spirit. Then, I used to dream that whatever was in the horizon was better than where I was. Notably angst and subtly a plea for help.
Since those days, I have learned that writing and conversing have been outlets to channel an Inner Virgil. Thus, my writings lend to be rich in reductive thought and lined with insights; which, is relevant and relateable to me in the moment; though, to the reader, my writings may end up being a murky mouthed creek in which to determine its value in crossing. I would not blame you if you chose to decide not to step into the waters. Their dark depths may not be of value to someone gently strolling through a forest.
Still I write, not so that you can hear me, but so that you can hear yourself. Let whatever it is that comes up speak to you.
Thank you for reading