to be remembered you have to be forgotten first
thoughts empty themselves upon me in succession. whatever am i supposed to do? here i go again down the decision lane that splits off the spine in many directions. it takes a lot of guts and a little vision to act on a decision. from very close each act takes on an overwhelming sense of importance and then from a great distance each act is sucked up in the ever expanding universe. i flicker back and forth and rest a while in the middle and all the while respiration happens.