untill you can see yourself in everyone you meet
untill you can be yourself with everyone you meet
till the perception is seamless
till there is not one shred of an inkling
a drip
an idea of a drop
ripples of drips and drops
a pattering of ways in a wave
an eddy of thought
leading to the center of itself
compounding and
seamlessly fracturing
.... untill the levy breaks again my friend we play this game
you, mu, me and little i
one thought between
avery, you know, i think those kind of thoughts all the damned time...thank you for putting them to lingual music, well done :)
thanks Cen.
.... is amazing what a good spoodling can turn out sometimes.
hehheh
avery said "spoodling"
heh...