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Posted on August 21, 2014 by The Lost Pedestrian

just as I emerged from the subway onto the plaza, the church bells began playing “morning has broken” which led me to wonder what kind of day this would turn out to be. my faculties were not very sharp yet my longings were far from dull. i just kind of hung out in the schism waiting to see what, if anything, would happen next. i am still waiting. i can sense that good things are happening, even when terrible things are happening, although i have no sense of what they might be. it really is not my job to know these things. my job is to transcribe.

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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