A view towards what makes me and energy supplies.

[Un mirar a lo que me hace y energía ha de suplir.]

These are open, close-to-heart writings; my share of per[ceptions]spectives. ATP is born eleven years post-island exchange:

Puerto Rico to Manhattan.

Expression traps me when I don’t let go, and after a glimpse at art formalities, I landed at cardboard by choice.

ATP [All Things Pimler], main energy currency through light supply.

[Nicole Alexandra]