Suddenly subjective recollection like remembrance of taste but flashback of smell.
As if this present manifestation is remembering the future
more clearly than the past.
Memory appears to be thunder stuck in thought but
premonition is a lightning feeling.
The turn turn turn is at the present crux of Tao as yin
turns yang or past turns future or vice is to the versa.
Likewise near November First as play is meeting meditation
and the curtain between the two is suddenly transparent.
Deer. Bare woods. The diamond sun. And eating my heart
alive.
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