The ephemeral and the immortal

Only the ephemeral is hard. Durable like those stones I take on

They want you light, empty, devoted to the moment. Any other posture becomes a ballast. Being natural is simply a pose, the most irritating pose you know.

But here I become fair and fight the solidity of the rocks, the structures that support me and free me.


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