I write without wearing my glasses, I leave words and letters come together on their own, I let them converse with each other, find out what it is that they want. I only ask integrity of them: honest and true and yes, free meaning, pure meaning? I'm not sure, are they the same?is purity a little like integrity only without awareness?
I let my words fly far away, I let them see how the world looks like from high above as I do right now, I train them to be incorruptible, daring and kind, at times I ask them to stay still, each stroke of meaning felt under the skin, I only add scent and memories.
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