'And how perplexed must any womb-born creature feel, who is obliged to fly thin air.' Rilke '...only the mad and mystically inclined slip between the cracks, into open spaciousness, and even for those who learn to dance in space, we are always and everywhere between worlds.'
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I dreamt I was a Hegelian cow lucid, dreamless, obsidian clarity I love it there: apparent when I wake up and feel that tinge of sadness back in this foamy world with all it's interlocking chambers transparent architecturepic.twitter.com/6SGUqLjMLZ
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I sound so emo when I’m doing tongue-in-cheek-but-sincere bad poetry. Meanwhile, in paradise...
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