bombader

We look into the skies and through the glittering tubes and still stand as we are with heads full of ambition and nuiance and assumption. A part of place and still a part of nothing.
We eat and eat and eat and throw in our two cents to the betting pull---are actions begetting our reactions, begetting our actions. What is that place of new mind or compassion as them that know spaek of?
Explode the paradigms with every crack of the synpase and roll thunder from the fibers. Perhaps the only exercise is creation and movement--this is enough for me. Let's get started!
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