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Nothingbutpond’s ‘on having no perch’. Nothing more spontaneous than things as they are–thoughts or acts, rehearsed only by Life. If lies would help. On having no perch. To be in a state beyond mind,. Is not to be incapable of thought;. Just that when you are. The thinker and the thoughts. Untouched by human hands. Words saved for tomorrow’s lunch. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Email (Address never made public).
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while inside | nothingbutpond's 'on having no perch'
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Nothingbutpond’s ‘on having no perch’. Nothing more spontaneous than things as they are–thoughts or acts, rehearsed only by Life. If lies would help. On having no perch. Am still breathed in by my. Surroundings, with little. Care if I am exhaled. While inside, I write on. All lung walls–. Of my visit, but welcome. Notices to those who follow. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Email (Address never made public).
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Nothingbutpond’s ‘on having no perch’. Nothing more spontaneous than things as they are–thoughts or acts, rehearsed only by Life. If lies would help. On having no perch. Stuff is laid bare,. Meaning scraped away, and. Only the stick frame of conception remains to stud the page. Yet, even then, scattered words may catch the attention, and. Instantly, one is reading. Again, lost, and far from the immediacy of being here,. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Email (Address never made public).
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where motion ceases | nothingbutpond's 'on having no perch'
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Nothingbutpond’s ‘on having no perch’. Nothing more spontaneous than things as they are–thoughts or acts, rehearsed only by Life. If lies would help. On having no perch. May 2, 2009. He walks the grid,. Careful of where he steps. 8211;it quivers…. The point is to keep moving, as. Content arises only where motion ceases. This entry was posted in Uncategorized. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Email (Address never made public).
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Nothingbutpond’s ‘on having no perch’. Nothing more spontaneous than things as they are–thoughts or acts, rehearsed only by Life. If lies would help. On having no perch. Than things as they are. Thoughts or acts, rehearsed. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Email (Address never made public). You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out.
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Nothingbutpond’s ‘on having no perch’. Nothing more spontaneous than things as they are–thoughts or acts, rehearsed only by Life. If lies would help. On having no perch. Newer posts →. January 12, 2009. Thoughts can shrink a world by grabbing. At drifting motes with sweaty palms and turning. The churning into the mud that cakes the mind. But that glaze can be brittlized with enough internal heat…. Cracked and sliding, the background separates–. A taking away toward clarity. January 4, 2009. Newer posts &...
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on having no perch | nothingbutpond's 'on having no perch'
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Nothingbutpond’s ‘on having no perch’. Nothing more spontaneous than things as they are–thoughts or acts, rehearsed only by Life. If lies would help. On having no perch. On having no perch. The blackbirds fly over,. Seeking perch, as. I step off mine. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Email (Address never made public). You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out. Notify me of new comments via email.
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problems | nothingbutpond's 'on having no perch'
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Nothingbutpond’s ‘on having no perch’. Nothing more spontaneous than things as they are–thoughts or acts, rehearsed only by Life. If lies would help. On having no perch. Wrinkle his mind →. February 7, 2009. He never has ‘problems’,. But didn’t realize it until. 8216;problems’ didn’t have him. This entry was posted in Uncategorized. Wrinkle his mind →. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Email (Address never made public).
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this task | nothingbutpond's 'on having no perch'
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Nothingbutpond’s ‘on having no perch’. Nothing more spontaneous than things as they are–thoughts or acts, rehearsed only by Life. If lies would help. On having no perch. Friend Basho spoke on wandering. His few, stout syllables carried the weight of. Many co travelers over miles of mountain trails. This task pales in comparison, as I push only. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Email (Address never made public).
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