Otono flies have taken over the house. 
The water is leaving, exposing vulnerabilities.
Season of memories. 
Moments of reflection in whispers of rising steam
Trying to warm up the universe, make it a home.

Art by Willard Wigan

Фукуле/Fukule. Let go.

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Control Issues: Fall of the Summer

     It's overwhelming. People's lives are much overflowing with every emotion & every possible event. I feel all of it, and it's too much. I yearn to be alone, by myself - the only time I open up. In that empty space I am free, and I can feel myself, be me. Yet, there's little hope for advancement in solitude. Eventually I'd have to go out and spy, interact, react and take in. Please, me, let's be like flowing water - transparent in all ways, not letting anything get stuck, just flow, flow... and learn.

Photo: stolen