Friday, April 13


Do dreams have meaning?
Do elephants fly?
Jasmines and hibiscuses are in full bloom.
Bougainvilleas scream their intense colors.
Birds fly.
Evening is lazy.
Two souls forded an eternal stream.
At the second morning, they were kissed. Heart fluttered, but is was the brain that was awash. A gold rush of dancing chemicals inundated their total being. Consciousness gave way to a blissful unconsciousness. Their lips were ensanguined autumn leaves - ripe to fall for the earth.

Is the universe anthropocentric?

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