Travis Bugg
@Bugg · 2:03
I must tell you of the soundtrack to my morning ablutions
Begin each day with an ined intention and find a path blaze in advance of your actions. The soundtrack is ceremony, ritual tuning a sweat soaked lodge for superfluous pruning of that which serves not the purpose of being. To represent love with a playful irreverence, to play in the sun, to bask in the elegant, numerous eminence of our whole entire cells