"it's not 'your' world, any more than it is 'your' orgasm."
it's not my world, it's yours, and i just live here.
i am nothing, (no)thing, and really, there is no "i". speaking in third person seems appropriate when the self vaporizes, only captured by a wish and your will. today a day when this-thing-that-is-yours is fluttering and waiting to have substance again at your feet.
(pic credit from blog observantbystander)
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