It's time to harvest the fruit that grew on the dung In fact, thats largely still buried beneath and within it. 33 years of dung that i could classify as fakeness an hell As stepping away from the soul and self-obliterating That i could throw away But then i would have no foundation. So the … Continue reading Dung



Catching glimpses of a liveable life of a habitable planet . here and there, usually in between of waves of catastrophes and dreams of tsunamis. . how many times can the fire bird fly catch the usual crash and reconstitute itself from atoms the way a caterpillar-butterfly does from cells?* . *apparently they actually decompose … Continue reading Habitable