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"Everything counts a little more than we think..."

17 January 2001 Wednesday

appetite

slated in prose/poetry, mused at 6:18 am

surely this is what life is. the brief moments…the little realizations…the small things learned…or remembered. what could be more reliable? more comforting than the erraticacy of thought… the precision of observation and the controversy of definition… this is the place that has chosen me; this is the life that i carry and puzzle over, basking in each found glory of each new moment, each old truth learned. and in the moments that simply pass, without event… i revel in that too… my greediness seems only to earn me more… the center of life and infitiy is owned by perception of perpetuity… i can almost see it beginning again…

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