Oct 4, 2017
Velocity Signals
This knowing trains and planes exist to take us farther from regions we cannot stand any longer
manifests itself as a continually tempting thought. Light speed and broken sound barrier to displace in haste. The batter smashes a ball— Going, going, gone.
The body is a vessel, too. Flail with catatonia ‘til you stand with your feet planted in fresh soil. But remain dislodged, accepting the terms of expedition.
Follow the streams closely from here and see where they lead you.
