I threw the cupboard door through the living room straight into a sticky, musical nebula, because it was ABOUT TIME.
I had an epiphany while washing my hands in the bathroom about the nature of sexuality, identity and dynamic change so I laughed real hard and smiled at the mirror and slapped the counter all in the same moment. When my mind shifted an instant later – like a hangover in morning sun – I dried the watery mess I’d made with a towel.
I spent several excited hours coming up with a whole new story idea that’ll never get written.
I emerged from the tingly sea of infinity into my body.
I longed for the tingly sea of infinity in my body, so I had a LOT of sex and suicidal thoughts. More sex.
I tried to master glory, so I perceived too much art too quickly and nearly missed it all entirely.
Time passed over strange manifestations of perception and billions of forgotten facts.
The other day I lovingly discovered truth is calm and ever-manifesting.
I thought mmmkay and then relaxed.
-Words, Spring 2128