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with her tintinnabulating anklets sullen ‘time’ now thirsty for blood sticks her elongated tongue at ‘consciousness’ threatening to annihilate him and his tired creation ever present ‘consciousness’ in his state of yogic trance smiles to counter: for me - ‘time’ always is still at best, relative so, if and when, i wake up to perform my ultimate twilight dance, will you even exist? © 2021
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Jun 12, 2021
Jun 12, 2021 at 9:33 AM UTC
twilight dance
with her tintinnabulating anklets sullen ‘time’ now thirsty for blood sticks her elongated tongue at ‘consciousness’ threatening to annihilate him and his tired creation ever present ‘consciousness’ in his state of yogic trance smiles to counter: for me - ‘time’ always is still at best, relative so, if and when, i wake up to perform my ultimate twilight dance, will you even exist? © 2021
An envisioned conversation between time and consciousness
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56/M/NYC
Jun 12, 2021
Jun 12, 2021 at 9:33 AM UTC
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