2.5 days

it wasn’t my intent for this to happen but i haven’t uttered a single word to anyone, going on 2-1/2 days. it’s really strange… these accidental hermetic days. or maybe i am trying to evoke or invoke Leonard Cohen.

If it be your will
That I speak no more
And my voice be still
As it was before
I will speak no more
I shall abide until
I am spoken for
If it be your will

Which would be fine were it not for my mind which is constantly chattering away. chattering on and on and on… an endless drone with no beginning and no end. and there’s nothing in the chatter that makes sense to me.

but i am slowly learning not to pay attention to it.

because therein lies the path to enlightenment.

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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