when you
even do not know –
can have an identity when you cannot know –
can have a certainty and you but also cannot
of past and present and future let it be known
counterparts and doppelgängers that you do not know
so that all your endless you have to state it is
a known from without the unknown because you exist
to ensure
————w(O)rmholes________________________________|—–
circular poem wormhole: first a mishap then clear vision
identity wormhole: breathe it all / in
samsara wormhole: extrapolates
society wormhole: Batman#175
time wormhole: letters to Mum V – carrying on in duty and love
mlewisredford 
This, my dear sir, is fucking brilliant.
Please feel free to delete this comment if the profanity offends and I will gladly replace it with a cleaner one, but seriously–sometimes a good-ole F-bomb seems the only appropriate response.
Sometimes it’s just what happens when the response if visceral.
When the impetus is this powerful.
It’s physical. Like the sudden expulsion of air from a gut-punched paunch.
And that’s just what happened here.
To me.
When I figured this.
I said,
“Fuck!”
(OOOF!)
“Fucking Brilliant!!”
(Aahhhhh….)
Seriously.
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I feel well and truly fucked – thank you so much
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Reblogged this on A Prayer Like Gravity and commented:
I don’t usually let my real-world potty-mouth soil the blog-o-sphere, but…
THISSS!!!!!
Sheer fucking brilliance,
Mr. Redford.
‘Nuff said.
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I’ll have to second Mr. Crabcakes …
It took me a minute to find the circle … we’re so programmed to reading lines straight across, left to right … but, once I saw what you were doing … unreal!
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This is great and the temptation is to carry on reading and reading it, without end.
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… almost like a mantra keeping one transfixed with maya; thank you for the comment
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