I've always been getting. Only in this blog you can find three clear examples of the same: go and return. So I turn and go, and when I come I came (no vanquished or any of that nonsense). The coming and going to the same is part of everything, or so say some Taoist say the immortal old lighting is to be a child despite having lived as an adult. Also in the tarot all are returning. The madman is the last and first letter, the spring returns to itself, that if Persephone that if the moon, and if the tide. Everything is like me and I like everything, like you, if you are still here.
Hello? Does anyone still out there?
do I know.
After all write to return, this silence making noise, which still reveals his fury, his words have not yet been invented.
was good this silence, a year, so of stone.
But I have to have skin, and have language, and having to speak, here, the wind. That is well, going, returning, coming and going, I come. Back.
Here I am.
Knock, knock, knock.
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