Sitting here, looking out at the world through the light-green filter of young spring leaves, watching birds swing from tree to tree, the hum of civilisation mixing with tinnitus…

Returning from a morning trance / meditation / daydream…

Having cleared out thoughts of self…

Watching sentiments tied to economic conditions change…

Noise and haste fuzzy from this perspective…

Words, like anchors, holding down, grounding flights to infinity and back…

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Returning to a morning trance / meditation / daydream…

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