Then I am wearing a brightly colored raincoat while sitting on a deck among hundreds of tiny glowing spores and every thought that passes through my mind is a phase state that I shape into a geometrical form and send spinning into the neural landscape beyond of greens that spill onto bands of yellow and rust and the hissing of an everywhere rain that falls over castles and spacecraft and other language games to see how they impact and while I am doing this it occurs to me again that this is my world and you fit right into it.
Magical language here. This piece blew me away. Wow. Just wow. *
Love the detail, humor and invitation.*
Amazing maze of a rainfall, eh?
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What a wonderful little thing to come to this morning. The large landscape and the tiny moment are perfect together. Big *!!
Mighty colorful rain you got there, Stephen.*
thanks very much for the reads and lovely responses. it seems to me that the writing is moving to a new place. i've been following the process. its heartening to see the positive reactions here.