Time Is Light, Time Is Dark. You

Time Is Light, Time Is Dark. You Either Dance, Or You Fall.

The Spaces Between The Perceiver And The Thing Perceived Can [...] Be Closed With A Shout Of Recognition.

All Of This Happened A Long Time Ago. But Not So Long Ago That Everyone Who Played A Part In It Is Dead. Some Can Still Be Met In Dark Old Rooms With Nurses In Attendance.

Everyone Who’s Born Has Come From The Sea. Your Mother’s Womb Is Just A Sea In Small. And Birds Come Of Seas On Eggs. Horses Lie In The Sea Before They’re Born. The Placenta Is The Sea. Your Blood Is The Sea Continued In Your Veins. We Are The Ocean — Walking On The Land.

Complaints About Reality Are Immature.