Sunday, June 20, 2010

Story | State of Presence

Water flows as if there is no end. The body is drained, down and out to the unknown.

Emptiness filled the space. You cannot say it is liberating, yet it is not that bad. Openness and closeness occur at the same time, simultaneously among the passage of time.

No. Nothing has to make sense.


2010/06/15

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