Fray   Writ

We love . . . . for a reason.
What does it mean? Is it true? Is part of it true? Is it part of the truth?

i talked to a hermit and I asked him about his lodging.
He talked to me and he answered all my wondering.
We sat on his little brown wood stools, think about all bodily functions and timing and facilities, and we perspect his 100 square foot earthy yoda hut, as we converse to meet our perceived needs and ends of tunnels and wires, trains, telephones. We deserve a rest - opposite the effort to exist - after being awake, moving muscles, burning calories for 10, 12, 14, 17 hours of a day, sun life.

For all children
Gotta eat
An older

Plants lean to fuller connections.

I will learn.

Warn

Walls of Building

The Ways to Get Out - The Books

Our families above me

He Was A Total Waste Of time.

       Parting Of The Whole

But Now He is O K Enough To Remember

               To Remind

      Enjoying a Conversation

            4%  Laughing

And while we still