I sweat the sweet nectar of life from my pores, the oils of ecstasy do pour tear ducts of salty seas hot with Poseidonion fury and...

consciousness is staring directly at you its eternal eyes are everywhere like on the leaves of sycamore trees that dance to the tune of...

I fell away the same way the leaves would fall from the maple tree in the backyard of my childhood home until He cut her down the very...