MICHAEL JOHN HALSE ARTISTRY

...To free humanity of time. For time is the great enslaver of us all. Time that ages us, time that limits us. Think how often you have...

Come, hunt with me, the invitation whispers in my heart. Leave the pain behind and let your life be your own again. There is a place...

It was inside me. The more I sought it, the stronger it grew. It loved me. Loved me even if I couldn't, wouldn't, didn't love myself....