CIRCUMCISED REALITY

In the search for meaning,

how should one begin?

With a humble, kneeling prayer
invoking the Flaming Cubes of destiny
or some other omnipotent entity? ...


 

The temple of the ocean's floor

The ferry, heavily arboured with cypress and mangrove trees seems to dip fearlessly low in the water, skimming  like a slow floating island.

 

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