Green Cobalt Discus

The Green Cobalt Discus takes me to Jamaica, where golden sands bleed into clear, warm ocean water, stretching out into the vast expanse, turning deeper blue, matching the sky, begging me to jump in and join the crashing waves on Runaway Bay. Here we’re lovers, we’re punks with pink mohawks. We defy gravity, the conventional wisdom, and all opposing forces. We won’t stand for oppression—only inspiration. There are mysteries here to be explored, calling us to reach beyond what’s being offered and demand something fresh, something new, something truly beautiful, like our souls, like the Green Cobalt Discus.

As I stare at the Green Cobalt Discus I’m reminded of the only creed that has ever made sense; “Do as thou will, love is the law of the land.” With golden-green armor we shine on like crazy diamonds, freedom crusaders, defenders of the moment, inspiration evangelists. A mosaic of glimmering sapphire, cracked emerald, ruby red eyes and Himalayan pink rocks my moment like a fist full of jewels and I’m struck by the urgency of this revelation… never again will I settle for anything less than the magnificent.