As usual, the following is completely unaltered. Imagine some light conga playing and finger snapping, maybe a few candles are lit...
boat
looks like floating well
on windy ocean
clear ocean makeing many
waves. Going Automaticaly with
nobody on it. sailing
father... and farther...
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I much enjoy the imagery. To me, the metaphor speaks of the nature of self, stating that there is no 'I' within ourselves, no ghost in the machine. Further, it disregards any notion of freewill, yet cautions that our actions have effects on the world around us...
ReplyDeleteI love it!
ReplyDeleteI worked for a guy once that sent such terse meassages, we always counted the sylables to see if it was an accidental haikou.
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