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Mandelbrot

As steps of shadows ache, let all things fall there is a pattern but none within can make sense of it at all so push or drift as silk or stone will slide or crash within the chamber exposing pain … Continue reading

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Love

Under the great roiling, boiling curds of sky I lay The moon somewhere; pinging the reflection of the sun’s rays Back onto their backs, second hand, third hand light Feeling its incompleteness, the cinema of its unthinking Mind. Drowned by … Continue reading

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