Human beings will be happier - not when they cure cancer or get to Mars or eliminate racial prejudice or flush Lake Erie but when they find ways to inhabit primitive communities again. That's my utopia.
Sunday, November 20, 2005
Landscape languid, of texture and touch
It looks and feels like your skin In fact it's a sea of electrons Each one of yours repels one of mine Yet electrons do not control Neurochemistry shared, within and between Landscape languid, of texture and touch
Like an electron hung bwtween protons The control vibrates madly between us That is to say, everywhere and nowhere
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posted by : Joseph j7uy5