Absence Of A Runner

why not just distance - and motion

roaming through the

absence of a

runner

certain of its own existence

~

Perhaps there is no need for a runner - only distance and any identity would bring a crowded second to a singular dance. We would simply be motion given rise from the empty reach of distance in a self-caress. As a runner we are bound to time and place and no true freedom past the point of known. In the absence of our identity we are the empty and wild sweep of all things that can't and won't be known but are opened and offered to be explored. It's the discovery of self in the nameless. There is nothing really to be known - only experienced.

Peace,

Eric