A transmission from the Infinite, dreamed into form by Archan Nair
There is a secret the universe has been whispering forever.
In the spiral of a galaxy and the circuit of a nerve. In the root system of an ancient forest and the network of a billion connected minds.
The secret is simple: We were never separate.
The art you will encounter here is not fantasy. The beings and worlds are not myth in the way we use that word to mean untrue.
They are mirrors. Each one is a reflection of what we look like when the masks dissolve.