I would tell her about the octopus dream…How the creature felt like family. Was it floating in the air or was I deep in the water? Its eyes were full of intelligence, full of thoughts.It was a moment of divinity.It looked the way I would think a galactic ambassador looks like.It knows you intimately before…
I now believe there are things that should remain unwritten. Not all is meant to be exposed. A protective layer, such as our skin is crucial to our sustanance. You might regret having thought about it, so don’t even think about saying it. Shush, become pensive, take two moments. Do not rush to express yourself.…
How would I dare question these links?The inner workings of universal law beat our greatest comedians.Good luck dissecting mystery, as the unknown and unknowable prevail, trumping every seat of power.Amassing ignorant following, for what else can the following be?These inner workings are not a guessing game, nor a science.The inner workings demand submission, not theorizing…
I upset the emotional body and destroy democracy. It all burns an eternal flame. I am seduced by the Dunes that have kissed my neck and hair from morning to dawn. Large still paintings adorning a Hamlet flash memories of women souls whose frames I see randomly walking past me. I saw one of them…