Pre-holiday Magpie Tale
So far down the road of this 1/3rd life with so many poems, prayers, passions and plays postponed.
The world keeps getting in the way.
Significant otters and wistful whales all pt on hold. All those Khmer words that will likely never be learned. As likely as hiking on Pluto.
Best attempts to be a creator and not a consumer foiled by so many things to consume and to be consumed by. Such reckless restraint in the piranha pool of so much painful pleasure.
A spider crack on the hull of the universe beckons as an escape route, only to find it has been sewn up by Cleopatra’s Needle.
Ganesh crushing thoughts while using a mouse as a vehicle. The smallest form of transport ever the most reliable. Think small and try to escape at this time when the universe has been extracted and compressed to the size of an annoying gnat hungering for attention.