(All the ***** mean the sound of angel trumpets ) We’d love to tell you all about the next place but it is too much for you. For example, in this place everyone (********). We all exist in a (*) and (*) state in which (*) is (*) and (*) is (*). See what we… Continue reading Notes from the dead
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empty clothes
On walks, I often see scattered piles of pants, shirts, or socks, shorts, or jackets. By walking paths, under bridges, near bushes, at intersections,in alleys, near parking lots, by fences. What is the story? Do people dematerialize and reconstruct in other places, leaving clothes behind? Are clothes the first layer to go when change is… Continue reading empty clothes
A dream of the dying
Dream 9/2/17 Sitting with the dying and the brown cow Someone asked me to sit with a woman who had just died. I sat down next to her, she was on her back, perfectly still. A few feet away, her brownish red cow lay down like a dog on the floor. It was huge and… Continue reading A dream of the dying