direction one wrecked angle so then there is finally motion, and has been really, for a good year or two or three. but where to? to the desert? to the crescent? to the snow? to reach across the table, a second time, but this time to touch her face? to the crucible of creation? i stir my hands and my heart, with feet following hips, and sense that even in the old paused spaced between breaths, that i am there. 040220 ... uow i have no path 040915 ... Fido from what I know of what we know of what our physics tell us, the truth is no one knows if anyone knows if anyone else compels us. 050307 ... past we approach the question from the same starting point, with the same rulebook in hand, but you look at everything with an eye to say "no" and to build a wall, while i try to find reasons to say "yes" and tunnel through. 230127 what's it to you? who go blather from