"no choice, thought, emotion, or action can prevent one from a grave. tranquil state. scepter, an anvil spate. its where every seed planted prequels shrine. markings of the work of a woman's advice. an accumulation of memory in one piece. i consider it where the waters in Her plants meet the presence of gravity in peace."
mitishamba ~ what precedes thought?!
"breathe, a green idea"