an interlude of silence

commenced post previous post. it was never an intended silence from these philosophically driven musings about the art of life in a time of capitalistic reverie.

where could I even begin to begin to begin? except at the end of the circles----
for now the straight line has commenced.

commendable, you say.

THINGS HAPPEN>>>>>>>

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i suppose this sums it up enough to begin again to begin again to begin.


it is early. before the sun even rose there was a tear in my eye.
when it fell down, my mind was erased
i became a creature of organic matter
and the matters at hand
lost their significance
enough to make sleep a worthy endeavor.




until next time---which may be another four months or tomorrow.


be well,
K