Archive for February, 2005

I Awoke, It Was Late

February 1, 2005 I awoke, it was late evening in the jungle and in myself. There were soft presses on my chest and legs, periodically, not rhythmical. The moon had risen far ahead of me, sitting up in its one, great, Plain White, Saying ‘new beginning, new beginning’, so many times, that I wondered if [...]