Crushed by a bad mood only to have it reversed by a random event into a mood just as arbitrary but so much better. It’s called “ungrounded.”

Like or as. Like or love.

Some moments, when I am ready for disgust.

It has five centers.

Cliff, and cling all the way down, all, the way down you go, till no finger left in place

All noughts as one

Know the reality of self a frame structured around a void. In that void somewhere the source of an inability to accept that cruelty exists.

Bees and stars and bees and stars and bees and stars and bees and stars and bees and stars and bees and stars and bees and stars and bees

A moving, energizing performance of a visionary song: Justin Vivian Bond – 22nd Century http://t.co/rzRdIdxPFm

Compelling! Nina Simone’s interview for BBCs Hard Talk, 1999 (Complete) http://t.co/aWjLXQtrvS