STILL LIFE
STILL LIFE In the cool of the day when breezes were blowing with the fragrance of aloe, the trees were so radiant in their glamorous movement, and the birds couldn't stop calling out to one another, with their distinctive and irristitive sounds, they sing alike...the dolphins in the sea were so elated as they keep in turn diving enthusiastically, and all other natures were displaying their splendours. And here am I.. Beholding all that shall befall the son of man in the great days to come; but the present pathway is as that of kreb-bicycle, woven together aesthetically —only if I could locate the beginning of this interlock— then shall I get to the real end of this pathway. This have I decided,to release that which I'm holding on to and yield to the life of separation wherein I'm called, leaving all the sounds of musik behind and walk out of the city, as I...