Tuesday, May 27, 2014

the movements of the psyche, soul, body

“Poets are shameless with their experiences: they exploit them." 
― Friedrich Nietzsche

impending bodily space move coinciding with the final goodbye to the obsession that now ends on a peaceful, peaceable note for all that it has been worth of to finally start writing the ending of the story of a soul movement of molten gold and rainbow arrows ushering in a renewed era of the forgotten peace calmest on its deepest undertone of a wave of the blue-turquoise cool. final goodbyes. the story ends like all stories end, absurd in its simplicity. le fin. grateful i am.

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