a product that moves the furthest distant as its own existence can take its seed alive or dead through digestive systems of earthen tapestry. the foundation of what is treasure. shelter. living quarters built with rings as walls. ceramic tethers. clay pots used to give back to dirt as it cooks using the blessings of burnt turf, not for separating broths. a unified bowl with roofs thatched. going natural. a household built with the ground up. this is my dung hut. ghosts busted as the shining thing i've chosen for my build is the door no one can shut.
compounds of scum summed as slum means trees have little to fear as its home is well taken care of in every gut. Lazarus, the natural king. subjecting His kingdom to Her royal sphinx. the pride of a jungle with self-cultivated ink. animals penning everything in depths as deep as water can think. water thinks?! yes, these are fragmented moments of a breathing fish. the belly's beast. dormant scenes of a dark berry's valley echoing what whales are seeing. the higher the pitch, the fuller the well. lower sounds exude pride while the higher tone break glass' knell. barriers that mirror water giving off false depth perceptions on how space must exist, with bounds that swell. a tree only expands as far as water can tell. this is my dung hut. feces building what the mouth can't stomach or strut. mitishamba writing for Her to start living as what her nose and mouth must trust."
"speaking of green!"
the leaf and Dinka pic are thanks to paulcharbonnet.com and robert lankenau for being witness