The Destination
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The Destination #13 – A Milky Morning
Now I am become powder of worlds, the Destroyer of rain. December 23rd, 2021, 7:49 AM Through the dark, I discern daytime. Through the silence, I can hear my own voice. I love to sing, sing until it is all so opaque that I can no longer see through myself. I love trying on words for… Read more
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The Destination #9 – Monumental Day for Superstitious Folks
Slow down, you crazy child – don’t you know that Pylaia waits for you? August 9, 2016, 6:33 AM Rest easy, Bernie. Shut those little eyelids of yours and catch a break, do – Pylaia waits for you. Until I see you on the other side of tomorrow, I wish you a slumber of the most… Read more
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The Destination #8 – The Well-Tempered Brontosaurus / Pilgrimage the Second
If a child spends his entire infancy in his mother’s embrace, does he reckon himself as being of her stature, or does he realize that he is small, only propped on a step? March 23rd, 2009, 6.27 AM I am acquainted with the prospect of becoming one with the soil. I can see the village… Read more
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The Destination #7 – Pilgrimage Boot Camp
Tibbit, tibbit, tibbibbibbit. March 21st, 2009, 6.30 AM My wicked ways find me in Orchomenus, Greece. I’ve long aspired to make it here… I’ve learned a lot by being a city girl, and I suppose Orchomenus is a city, only it is not “just another city” – nay, it is a good city. I am… Read more
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The Destination #6 – Trojan Horse / I Hate Poetry
February 22nd, 2015, 7.13 AM What if the car of the bus of the darkness of the light was but a lie?What if we were damned upon a blue, blue star?What if the phony of the telegram in my pony was just myth? Well, I don’t think such would fly (but it did) What do… Read more
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The Destination #5 – Dishevel Heavened
A tree in roots in soil, a soil in Earth in world. In world a universe alight, in light, dark incarnate. January 29th, 2007, 7.41 AM Why do I pretend I’m complicated, when in reality, I am just blind? I am a pigeon on the wire, trapped by the wind and afraid to move. I… Read more
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The Destination #2 – Letter of Discovery
Behold this fairyland I do… do not let it out of your sight not even for a moment, for you never know when it might flee. It has such tendencies. January 22nd 2026, 7.46 AM Philosophy is for the inept. To contradict myself I intend not, but consider the following; meaning is dead, and its… Read more
