please tell me your name

Who are these angels and where are they leading me and why do I not know their names and why are they able to reveal certain things but not all things and why are certain things unveiled so clearly while certain other things are cloaked in mystery and when I seek answers and guidance they are sometimes there while other times I am left to my own foggy devices and why would I even question any of this especially since I have the good fortune of being alive to ask these kinds of questions and type them into my iPhone simply because I spilled water on my MacBook for the third time in the past 3 months? Who am i to question any of this? I am not any one.

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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