Ah this picture, photos taken from a university magazine, one of my dad’s old ones, oh, life “higher learning” “places of intellect” places of hold my hand, respect me .. meet new love .. ah young people wandering the halls, the older professors, women and men, and trying to get on with this world. The way it is. What is hidden in us? You can’t say much. Don’t even know what it is. Supposedly the scientists are working on it. What’s in us. We don’t even see. Can’t even conceive of. As we talk a little, let some out, but a new consciousness, how do we stop buying all the clothes, go to websites, new lists every day, big clearing houses “for wear this, surely it will make you feel different” /we need more than a costume, on our skin, we need what’s in us, that the scientists can’t even find.
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