July 8, 2013


After courage shall come  fear
After fear shall come nausea
The rain  is primary & primitive
Like the
The man who forgot time and space
Like a momentary bell on a temple
And a lamp and its warmth
But between infinities
Achilles never overcomes the tortoise
And nothing ever happens

Outside the world of snakes and reptiles
Feed on eachother
Copulate passionately
Only granting you permissions
To leap from one paradigm to the other

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