The churn.
Slow
inexorable
swirl.
Ever changing.
Boiling.
Bubbling.
Nothing
fixed.
Neurons
firing.
Amorphous
aether
abounds,
surrounds.
Ideas.
Beliefs.
What’s
normal?
Nothing’s
normal.
Everything’s
normal,
for a
time.
Normality
evolves.
What was.
What
will be,
not
now.
Depending
on time.
Situation
in space.
It’s all
a state
of mind.
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Author:
E.J. Waling (Pseudonym) (
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