Friday, June 30, 2017

You are a prisoner. Forever trapped in the now-here, vainly swinging your axe attempting to carve the there-then, or peering into the abyss of the way back when. The spontaneous instantaneous vibratory wave function that you are is forever riding point on the only surf break in town, crashing in Sisyphean waves of eternity on the beach of this moment from wince there is no vacation.