Consider
when you close your eyes
what the babies may think to be true
the page in front of you and all the words
disappear
in equal measure
when the person in front of you blinks
you disappear
and the whole world with you
and this goes on all day long
pop goes the weasel!
:- Doug.
Decay, distill, grow might map to separation, liminality, incorporation and to a going from profane to sacred, and to the call to adventure, the meeting, the return, and to journey, threat, and return.
:- Doug.
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