chromium tinged ant, cogs and legs articulate, seed machine alive.
Some people believe we’re stardust… We fade away and then reborn, to fly into the heavens and shine. The truth is far more beautiful. We are the space that fills the universe. Our memories like falling leaves; Dancing around the garden, amongst the stars.
I sat in the earth one day. Amongst the roots and the worms, I shook hands with the moles and made friends with the rats. I dug below the crust and drank in the magma, grappled with the iron core and slowed the spin. If your watch runs funny, that’s me. I explored the mountains … Continue reading One Day