i had a vision in which the sixth patriarch authorised me to teach !
so i'm the seventh patriarch
what a beast, that mouse!blanked by cherry blossom... that's like when i look at trees long enough and the coat of old paint is chipped away and i'm left with something new it seems, it's alive and fresh.. there are so many colours, so many trees/faces?idk if this is off but it seems real to me...
yeah sort of a fugue :-)
u n ur words