April Fools

I’ve decided to start writing here. I have no idea where it will go, or if it will go, but it’s a hole I’ve been meaning to explore for quite a while and today I just happened to bring my flashlight. If you immediately thought about bodily orifaces, congratulations — you and I are alike.

I saw what I thought was a silver wing today in the moss, something attached to a beautiful and mysterious new creature, but it turned out to be a gum wrapper. it didn’t change anything.

april is for the divine within. she’s finding me again, i’m finding her. we’ve been calling to each other for ages and our voices no longer echo when they meet.

we are here - and that is all we can hope to dream for. let’s get lucid with it.