11-08-2023, 12:05 PM
It's Election Day in America. Edgar Poe was killed on that day. It was in October, in his time.
It feels like a preternatural, I'm not sure what that word means, holiday. I feel the spirits of American history along the lamp posts of the night
This sense of Question and Answer, Problem and Solution. These are perpetuating the split that seems so valid in day to day human life. The origin of us and them.
The This and That is a powerful thing. It leads to all things that happen.
1, 2, something.
That's patterns of the human pulse.
Slow down a fuckin moment and look at the 1/2 pulsation.
It's Election Day, and what I'm saying is viable. So, forgive.
It feels like a preternatural, I'm not sure what that word means, holiday. I feel the spirits of American history along the lamp posts of the night
This sense of Question and Answer, Problem and Solution. These are perpetuating the split that seems so valid in day to day human life. The origin of us and them.
The This and That is a powerful thing. It leads to all things that happen.
1, 2, something.
That's patterns of the human pulse.
Slow down a fuckin moment and look at the 1/2 pulsation.
It's Election Day, and what I'm saying is viable. So, forgive.