after having apologized, i set out to write something meaningful.
i believe that i-you-we-is-god.
i believe in i-you-we.
that didn't work.
after being made to feel uncomfortable, i set out to write something meaningful.
i can feel the mechanism at play,
the motion of ones, twos, and threes.
it still didn't work.
i can see that within me and without me are the same but different. they seem so different but they are really just the same. they are the same but they are distinct.
have you ever heard your own words spoken through another and back to you? the way a rumor spreads. the way knowledge spreads. the incemination of ideas through one another, through language speakers. or have you ever given advice to someone, the same advice they once gave you? now they have forgotten for the moment and need you to remind them. or perhaps it is the other way around. they are now reminding you of something that you once showed them.
the animals don't seem happy here... is there something i don't know?
is there something wrong with this place?
are we falling for some kind of trap?
