I. Am. Mika.

A Variable Unknown

Thoughts enter my mind like a prism – a prism of light. Fact: Light, if passed through a prism, is divided into seven colors. The experience of light is beyond mind, but the experience of thought is within mind. I am the two combined.

This book is active; it’s actually fucking doing something. It shows my conceptual range. It is unsaturated. Edgy.– a nice balance to my restraint. It has texture. It feels experimental and unique, and at the same time deliberate, intentional, and confident.

I think I’ve created a new genre. I don’t write fiction…I write friction.

I’ll make you regret this.

This is my obsession. This is my conjecture.