Phurbas into the ground! Contain all the dark energies that abound this time of year, then project them into a sharp object as it is stabbed into the Earth....There....that feels much better.......Clinging to remnants of the fabric of childhood, with associations contrived to give new meaning,
reversing the inexpressible praeternatural longing
that stymies the logical devices of youthful process thinking, aged children, drooping petals of spent flowers, call to figments of their past, grasping for understanding, compassionate renderings of their own histories,
the completion of grounded dreams and expectations, the revelations of constructs that are but fabrications of necessity. Veristes
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