Bedrock & Paradox

I dream of a hard and brutal mysticism in which the naked self merges with a non-human world and yet somehow survives still intact, individual, separate. Paradox and bedrock.

I’m on a running kick today, to augment my “I did all my paperwork yesterday and am antsy as hell for it to be this time tomorrow so I can LEAVE” kick of messing around on the net at work.

Check this out. 7:37 for Rim-Rim-Rim. SICK!

DaveC

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