..and ended up here in an everyday life

When i was aware and awake

I could put my hand under a bird from a great distance and make it hop its life-weight

I could rip the air away between things and thier colors and became what I saw and saw what I was in everything.

But I no longer remember how I got there and ended up here in an everyday life. Maybe someone's hand was under me.

It's the same mystery as how the thought that niether side of a door knows what's on the other side of it just occured to me,

except for when it's open,when it's no longer a door.

-JM03

:)

Peace

hugs to refusal and the29th