“There is nothing I want but your presence
In friendship, time dissolves.
Life is a cup. This connection
is pure wine. What else are cups for?”
I’ve had an amazing week in Atlanta. The different types of people I’ve spoken too has been great and the number of connections and reconnections i have made.
Some interesting art and writing will in all probability come of it once it has all cooked a bit.
Will close with a question that I’ve heard asked of late and one that I extrapolate from it. Who holds your story? Who has a hand in determining your reality? Are the two questions the same? Namaste,
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Circulating Storm by G A Rosenberg