Your illusion of control and predictability, both of your inner and outer worlds, crumble as you travel a little further than normal, into the depth of your perception, beyond the garden fence, into the unseen details.  No matter what, this is where reality is found, with her friends freedom and mystery…….that little plant growing in the crack of the wall…how many leaves it has, how they vary in colour, how their edges differ from each other and move at odds in the same breeze……the real look of your lover’s face and the difference between what is there and what you thought was there…..the unmappable realness between your thoughts’ coordinates and the heartbeats of your “known life”.


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