Spooky Shit @ a Distance: On Counterdeath
May 20, 2025
“I say unto you ‘born again’”, he murmured to the horse. Who, if you went by his markedly human demeanor, may have known in the Hindu sense something of what Reef meant.
And the things you say make a fool of you
Little white lies make the sidewalk cry
Who wrote these, the enemy?
There’s the faith that allows for intention to be hidden distance away
If they do this, it grants meaning to what I do, apart from each other
Resting like seeds waiting for conditions accustomed time ago
What does it mean to be accustomed to time
What does it mean to lean on time
What does it mean to unlearn time
To take from time timelessness
Who does it mean to hide burrowed
A memento captured from time ago, a promise
An experience to grow
