[The kind of birthday song you sing yourself in the mirror. Songs of days birthing selves seeing so much clearer. The kind of birthday for kindness from here on ever after, Through the looking glass, place-time in space flipped, parts disassembled-reattached-misremembered. Who is me, and am I you? Oh, you mean it’s your birthday, too!Continue reading “HBD32”
Aus Gott wird man gebor'n, in Christo stirbet man. //////////////// Und in dem heil'gen Geist fängt man zu leben an.
"If you're not living on the edge, you're taking up too much space." - anonymous
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