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for a moment it feels as though the urgent heaviness of my breath were pushing pulling at the boughs of bright dead leaves and then I realize that it is only the wind I begin to shake with dry laughter at the absurdity of my thoughts catch my reflection in a puddle at my feet my eyes are terrifying i mean terrified trees break through the ground all around me, reaching climbing endlessly upward as towering neuronal bodies erected as extensions of the earth’s wild head and the earth becomes an extension of my being i cannot seem to control this but that is all I wish to do i am crushed by my impermanence yet I flee to its consequence planning my ascension to ascend as a tree my bones a relic of everything i was trees break through the ground i think the ground is shaking but it is only my limbs half-barren treetops mock me dendritic and unpredictable phrenic and phrenetic reflecting body and mind at every level: nerves and neurons branch out to relay messages of pain agony suffering phalangeal forms diverge From a hand limb and head from abdomen dendrite from soma cell body a symmetry to which there is no end. for a moment it feels as though the urgent heaviness of my breath were pushing pulling at the boughs of bright dead leaves and then I realize that it is only the wind.
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Nov 18, 2018
Nov 18, 2018 at 12:05 PM UTC
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for a moment it feels as though the urgent heaviness of my breath were pushing pulling at the boughs of bright dead leaves and then I realize that it is only the wind I begin to shake with dry laughter at the absurdity of my thoughts catch my reflection in a puddle at my feet my eyes are terrifying i mean terrified trees break through the ground all around me, reaching climbing endlessly upward as towering neuronal bodies erected as extensions of the earth’s wild head and the earth becomes an extension of my being i cannot seem to control this but that is all I wish to do i am crushed by my impermanence yet I flee to its consequence planning my ascension to ascend as a tree my bones a relic of everything i was trees break through the ground i think the ground is shaking but it is only my limbs half-barren treetops mock me dendritic and unpredictable phrenic and phrenetic reflecting body and mind at every level: nerves and neurons branch out to relay messages of pain agony suffering phalangeal forms diverge From a hand limb and head from abdomen dendrite from soma cell body a symmetry to which there is no end. for a moment it feels as though the urgent heaviness of my breath were pushing pulling at the boughs of bright dead leaves and then I realize that it is only the wind.
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Nov 18, 2018
Nov 18, 2018 at 12:05 PM UTC
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