2013.01.26

The only time there was a thoroughgoing happiness, a genuineness in manner was after a day or few hours of having been lost lost

Lost

in those books, in those ideas

Thankful for keeping my head just barely above water for just barely long enough to

not get entirely subsumed in

the social pattern production & training mills

Thankful for letting me access  those

hinting meaning bubbles  when

Under

dropping down, just barely beautiful enough to motivate the barely chasing them floating swirling

Above me

each time for so many more times than was planned.

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