Morning brought no diagnosis to the diagonal precision of the perspective in a multitude
In turn, I took the turn, and another, until I was with myself
Hello. Yes. Myself, my, I am here.
Let me be for a moment, without thought for the future.
There was a sound down the road.
My mother called my name.
That was not it.
Pressing my palm to languid concrete I foresaw the absence of my love for a country that would never - could never - love me.
Why.
Money loves money for money, not for the money getters heart.
I thought of Prague and when life was that much rawer.
Imagine life relived and simply seeking it without the jaded veal.
Gaze into the river.
Gaze into the sea.
It roars and laps without ego - solely action.
History is nothing but man's time, man's order, man's anxiety

To prove life - thus worth it.

Nature needs no validation.

Is is Is.

The romance of rotations night
Is in
It's indifference

I feast on the stars sovereignty

Wanting only to idolize

And to one day

Mimic.