River makes a patient request: be kind while passing thru. You could be a flood or drainage, succour or transport. All rivers have a starting point, which creates a strange affliction. Look around. Goals create human space and the round earth and the rounder sun set return. People remain busy thru all the circuits and graduation instilled by global thinking. River just goes. Going frames meaning with jocular intent. Take Osun River in Nigeria, named after a YouTube goddess, as example: consider all the human space ignored by River's travel. Meanwhile words brush against words while gravity trains River flow forward. Here and Elsewhere prove identical. Nothing changes but the will, written upon leaves floating on the. Tracks in space and a due regard, this is what we’re handed as sleek willows float away away, loving mindful.
From the thing itself, beyond seasoned aptness. Life is like living but blurred by you were listening. Aspect ratio telemetry in myriad languages smooth as rocks approaches time to look. Words piece together things or things find words. Endlessness is a choice, written big in words as shiny as geese. Words simply take the time in radiation and radical point. Stein wrote the heft of nothing special, start there or whatever. You can slowly adjust the franchise, commodity's inner workings. Subglacial quips, subliminal washouts, frantic azure in the breeze of frosty Friday: these special sparking hallways slyly enjoin. Maybe you read too much into reading too much. Further on is where you’ll stay.
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