an oscillating consortium of bitterness and exuberance,
resentment and humility,
fears of hopes gone asunder,
an anxious plea to the fire gods to extinguish such fears,
a new dent on an old car,
a joy in exertion,
a numbness that fatigues,
a suffocated brain cleansed by an open heart
About The Lost Pedestrian
In my wanderings throughout the moments/days/years, I try in earnest to find the mystical within the mundane and the mundane within the mystical, oftentimes confusing one from the other. I have wandered and roamed through many a city, many a town, in a state of wonder and bewilderment, without necessarily going anywhere. I am easily lost, but eventually found. (I am guessing you have just found me).
My sincere hope is that you will find Something in this warehouse of thought, memory and false memory, words, numbers, tangents, murmurs, echoes (lots and lots of echoes), voices, dreams, and other paraphernalia.
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