flow

night view

stop your flow and listen. it’s the underneath voice slowly climbing up your belly, hypnotic like an enchantment or an old curse. stop your thoughts and feel. feeling is the childish disbelief dismounted from the great horse of experience.

NOW let your flow begin. obey and defy gravity and fill your core with the little noises of the nights, the crickets and the blackbird songs, the trees whistling and the moon song of watching and growing the sea from inside the tip of her dust.

all is dust.we are all.

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