Lahela Hickman

Being on the edge of dreaming.

My life has been punctuated with little bite sized pieces of the ethereal intertwined with the real. Many of my experiences have been to me unexplainable by any field known to man. Science, psychology, religion and philosophy etc. all seem to me to be wanting, to be lacking that explanation, each of them wanting to claim my stories in their own light, ignoring each others influences collectively on my experience and prizing their own definition as the one true rendition of my experiences. Being a jack of all trades I don't like to side line myself down one path, because all are worthy to explore the possibilities of unlocking the psyche, cracking open my head like an egg, will it be scrambled or perfectly segregated yolk and albumen, only time will tell. Rather than looking at my life as being a microcosm I deign to try to utilise metaphysics to see it macrocosmically. As though I am the magnifying glass being looked at by the ant(s).