i wake and leave. early. dark. the sunrise spectacular. purple in front of a magnificent pink and red and yellow. time found solace in the morning of the magicians. air filled what smoke didn’t. reeving. awaiting.
it felt as if time had stood still. everything was the […]
he who expects no gratitude shall never be disappointed
-from a fortune cookie
moving to and from spaces. discovering buildup. confusion — self-induced, self-promoted. as the end drew closer to the subtle mind-movement, sights seemed specific to those occurring again — those that have occurred. the gentile tapping sound from the door would […]