Making a lamp
I love light.
It feels more essential to me than even food, nourishing my body, my heart, my soul.
I've had visions about light, dreamt of light more brilliant than any I've ever experienced when awake, seen light dancing in the brightest daytime sky, bathed in the light pouring out of the darkest nighttime universe, and been awed by the dance of the aurora borealis.
For nearly my entire life I've been on a rambling search for the source of my own inner light.
I love light. My lamps are an expression of this love.
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