Stone Bird, Unbound Eye in unspoken circle, Give me strength, Sand, pebble, dry earth. Imperfect symbol and a parched throat. Go on, throw me a world. I need it.
I think the autumn leaves are doing me some good. Watching the leaves turn these bright tawny colors and tree aflame is giving me some measure of peace I think. Mmm...very good, very good. It is terribly contrived, I know, but watching the leaves fall does make me think of divine poetry and mathematics
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