Self-portrait from outside 4/27/2022, Con/Jur/d The number of times became navigator, since I born with a working temporal lobe. The years have not been kind appreciate those who decided the ones who made bad decisions. Traveling, first- time in physic San Francisco bonding with road friends, other vagabonds. Not like Kerouac said don’t like movie adaptions either unless it improves the source material. It can take a week to digest a great poem or a lifetime, when hostel John said, “Time, again and again, we fall down, yet still, we remain on our path” mind went poof: Gone, gone -- what remains? A motion in space who-is repositions, moves in a direction. Now, finally, get how he saw me when he quoted “No matter where you go, there you are.” X
Much love,
Con/Jur/d, 4/27/2022
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