writing to know, knowing thru being, being for writing... this is me, writing about the one thing i know, which is myself... and even that is sometimes a mystery...

Wednesday, October 26, 2005


to sit on the beach
and stare into the horizon
seeing only endless sea
before my feet
continuous shining waves
rippling into space and
disrupting time
at the end of the world,
i have found infinity.

(i just realized that this should be read with the anniversary's "death of the king" from your majesty. do it! somehow, these two things complement each other perfectly!)


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