Between the Will and Attention
The mind is a little crow, a double sided sword, where will and attention play, while agape feeds...
Read MoreThe mind is a little crow, a double sided sword, where will and attention play, while agape feeds...
Read MoreThe rift between two clouds1 closes me in. I’m bound to be suffocated by a hurricane wind2,...
Read MoreMud amassed globs of humble sincerity, peculiar bacteria. Tales told prevented imminent deaths as...
Read MoreWords repeat, the same notebook, go back and write upon the same words repeat, the insane notebook tries to fix the past Continue reading
Read MoreThe ocean’s white foam caresses me, carries me into the weeping horizon. As my borealis eyes...
Read MoreIt’s heavy, body dwelling, a river out of crimson, how do we dare? Pollution overhead. No...
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