peeking in
It seems that when I have nothing to do, I can not focus. Yet when my cup is overflowing, I tend to become keener, even driven to step back from the conscious mask of the self. Then I become sloppy and forgetful when ducking the bombardment of stimuli.There's a need to set aside the labels and release the creature lurking where only the lunar rays can reach. But there is no time...yet time is at my fingers tips.
This is my dilemma until the spout on the cup unclogs itself. But then everything will be flowing again, and my overflowing vessel will be empty.
What sustenance will I draw from then?
I'm thinking goat sacrifices. Unfortunately, I dont know where to get a goat in this town. Maybe the yellow dog will be up for it.
posted by iSirkus @ 5:41 PM
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