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.

Nervous

There’s no way around it, my gut’s in a mild twist, and there is no other reason. At least I slept well last night, so unless I do something really silly like forget my shoes, I’ll be fine tomorrow.