Some things are so easy to forget for some reason. Even if you know them one day, in a week you might live as if you never did... and a week from then you don't know why you live any more. It has happened so many times, one would think I knew already. Knew that feeling lost does not mean being lost, only forgetting. Strange how you can so easily forget the most important things in your life.
Because I do know. Or at least I have a clue.
The way of the caduceus.
To be alone and all one at the same time. One.
Something I wrote about here perhaps year ago. Sometimes I remember, sometimes I don't. If I remembered more, who knows...
Run Wire Behind Baseboard
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