How else could i possibly have fallen asleep in a total stranger’s bed in a strange house on the edge of a railyard? in a town i never before seen? in a world much too much for me. in a lifetime searching several lives? in a timeless universe? on a spinning blue marble. in space without nary a sound. in the whistling wind under the cut of saturns rings. encircled by an audience of jupiters moons… under the auspices of inevitable swallowing by black hole… in the confetti of blown stars. in an infinite cosmos. grounded by home roast sumatran, and 8 track potential! and spiritual comradery! and witness to new friendship! under the weight of noonday sun! and our work here, just begun…
this one dedicated to Frank Ramon
These words instill the thought of how infinitely small I am in face of the universe and how limited my time is here.
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