hah!
random thoughts checkin’ in
as i “grock” awareness checkin’ out
suddenly i freeze
fingertips inextricably fused to my freaking forehead
everyday
It’s something like this
a constant struggle to free myself of phantasmagoria
a word brought into existence by speaking it
so somehow the act of articulating is one of creation
i shudder to think
i shudder to think
to think i have a friend out there asking me to hang in there
out there
hopi to the rescue
hopi to the rescue
Peace/Love
m(~_~)m

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