Philosophy Poetry Madness — Dust
It is good that we are speaking out, demonstrating and organizing, but we have to prepared to do it for at least a couple generations. We are fighting phenomena that took fold after fold to unfold, and unfolding them, or attempting to unfold them, might take all the folds we have left.
A human being-question chasing after both God and nothingness. The internet is a disaster, but our starlessness might teach us something. I welcome our constant experimenting with ourselves with open arms, for ultimately they are attempts of life at living and growing in life. My dwelling is in Key West, while the dwellings of my loves are Indiana, New Mexico, Texas, Massachusetts and Arizona. These spaces are nothing. Love abides and love embraces. View all posts by Richard Q
Love the Dust