Intelligent Life,
Please:
Make yourself known.
Please:
Make yourself known.
posted by j | 6:57 PM
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Friday, September 14, 2012
Thursday, September 06, 2012
A little wet outside. . .
Now what?
New thoughts/old thoughts.
Flat, unforgiving surfaces.
Things that failed.
Things that wailed.
We participate in it.
We activate and engage it.
If everything is connected,
Could we not affect outcome?
"Look at you. . .
Just a thin slip of a thing."
Gazing softly on freckled shoulder and back. . .
Now what?
New thoughts/old thoughts.
Flat, unforgiving surfaces.
Things that failed.
Things that wailed.
We participate in it.
We activate and engage it.
If everything is connected,
Could we not affect outcome?
"Look at you. . .
Just a thin slip of a thing."
Gazing softly on freckled shoulder and back. . .
posted by j | 10:53 AM