what triggered revisiting undemanding snowy childhood holidays of solitary peace tiptoeing through sleepy lucid luminous rooms alone in soaring fantasies of innocent stories scenes songs (little knowing what desires they would later feed or lead to) subverting my days of dreams high and free free free free forever six, empty disregard of the inevitable return of the looming ritualistic lockdown-days ahead, with growing detest of incomprehensible dogma, is this. insight: this search never stops.
Jabberseed 