Nonsense

it’s 3am and dog and spider are competing for meditation space as i contemplate killing one or both of them.

the topic of deadlines and the expansive nature of delirium passes through my cluttered mind.

i light a candle and shift to indian flute music.

it’s 3:30am, the dog is snoring and the thought of smothering passes by without an attachment to action.

in a state of active concentration i laugh at orbiting emotions before engaging in a conversation with the spider. he’ll no doubt be waiting for me in the shower two hours from now.

his life is so short i have no desire to take it. the dog though.

it’s time to co-create loves.

surrender.