(no subject)
Ever since descending those venerable caverns
filled with pigment, like a brain on acid, I cannot stop
thinking us as carnivores, thinking us as abstracted animals
interpolated by language, corrupted by the virus of
minding into some new type of creature who cannot
understand itself. Do you remember when time
moved in circles? We were heavier then. Now we know
we are outweighed by ants--
filled with pigment, like a brain on acid, I cannot stop
thinking us as carnivores, thinking us as abstracted animals
interpolated by language, corrupted by the virus of
minding into some new type of creature who cannot
understand itself. Do you remember when time
moved in circles? We were heavier then. Now we know
we are outweighed by ants--