Erik (eriktrips) wrote,
Erik
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murmur

every now and again it comes to me or a whisper of it comes to me or an echo or a premonition as though from underground as though from underneath from some subterranean way where life carries on undisturbed and imperturbable and impetuous as always.

almost as though there is something in me still living in some sort of determined way in some sort of irrepressible way and i suppose that if it weren't so i wouldn't have lasted this long but optimism and pessimism mix paradoxically in me so that i keep up hope even when i am sure hope is the most ridiculous thing one could ever entertain.

like blood rushing in spite of everything.
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