m.t. whitington


A force majeure, female catalyst, futurist, polemicist, psychonaut, epistemologist. Ruminating between the lines with a clarion call and extreme unction.  A global writer with southern roots.


The Bell

The Bell

if you thought space was black, think again!

if you thought space was silent, think again!

the energetic universe is full of color in Xray.

the universe rings cracked as the bell of liberty.

floating here on the fourth thinking about illusion

and things eyes cannot see, thinking about liberty

downloading the 4th wall app on a tablet of creativity,

the beauty of these two images is really unbelievable.

a stunning map of the sky, a nascent augmented bell

both historic and synthesized soundscape made real.

ribbons of red, white, and blue twist in the blowing wind.

colors coil, shining halos gather wavelengths made visible.

the combinational sensitivities righting earthly perception,

the combinational sky area, and depth are transformational.

a nation transformed into a more perfect union, an experiment 

of flawed liberty rings across the land, universe, one verse…

agitated and chaotic the oscillations come together, dreaming,

a tolling bell is a powerful thing singing the world into being.

totem hierophany

totem hierophany

The Other Side of The Mountain

The Other Side of The Mountain