Meanderings
Saturday, August 27, 2011
 
I saw a sword scything through space, sweeping my thoughts side in a flurry of mesons, my Siver Machine shielding the orgone no more with sat cit ananda blowing my defences about them

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prose poems , inspiration bubbling out , the castoffs of a whirlygig mind

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