Take hold.

I’ve gotta rinse the blood out of my mind’s mouth so I can blink the tears out of my mind’s eye.
Exploring words and concepts well beyond my own personal light cone, only to recede back into myself like a snail that’s just been prodded with a needle. I’ve been doing my very best to accelerate my mind’s processes in order to make myself capable of dealing with… everything. If I’d been able to slow and calm myself to the point that I was functional, and then plugged away carefully, methodically– then perhaps I’d be someplace meaningful.
My back to the wind, my face to the sun.


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