My burrs
I turn now to the burrs that this lifetime have been sticking to my suit.
:- Doug.
I turn now to the burrs that this lifetime have been sticking to my suit.
:- Doug.
Time is a wall constructed to keep the generations from jostling.
:- Doug.
flowers turn toward
us when we
turn toward them
:- Doug.
If we accept, what gifts come from turning toward those not yet?
:- Doug.
If it’s possible to extend the mind then maybe it’s possible to extend the conversation to among the generations.
:- Doug.