“listening is the light of the universe” somebody said.

Lifting certain objects out of the darkness. Out of the noise, into existence. I imagine my light sweeping through zig-zags. Dawn. Environment streams in, jostling. At first gentle, growing in power. Does it distract or inform? Do you let it? I need constant reminder that I have the power. To filter. So if I payContinue reading ““listening is the light of the universe” somebody said.”