And so it was, one early morn, by the lush green coastal backyard, and the pale clouded sky, a discourse was begun between you and I. One beautifully conflicting thing that stuck in my head, occurred when Jenkins and I were discussing our philosophies. I was somewhat boasting, brimming with slight content about the somewhat … Continue reading The Philosophy of the Other
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Words without things or time
Photo by Octoptimist on Pexels.com I write down some words, a sentence a phrase, You, the reader, edginly agree, to ponder and wander through; a mist through a maze; take time, take minutes, take days. At the end you'll feel saited, you'll feel fufilled, glad that that your life waited, held anticipation, froze all accusations, … Continue reading Words without things or time
Always steal chillies 