I’m trying to figure out why the sun I am receiving on my skin at this very moment is such an incredible mindfulness anchor, such an efficient enlightenment provider…
Something in the warmth is teaching, informing my cells.
Through these sun-enlightened words I’m just trying to analyze some of the impoverished and partial data left on the feedback line.
All of which is useless
I’d rather turn back into a plant, I guess.
Franck Joseph
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