Reply to Anna and John, while listening to Brian Eno

Not sad, just entanglement not metaphor, just an ambivalent vine, ambient equivalent to other’s less aimlessness, less coils, less in the light less in sunlight then say day dreams so peaceful, one’s so full of hope, once one’s growth going down into the soil the twisty syntax, a root personified. Or what would be lessContinue reading “Reply to Anna and John, while listening to Brian Eno”