we are no less intimate than
air against skin,
and this is our connection
~
Even space is our connection - another layer of self in the guise of open air. We forget our intimacy through distance, and yet it's the common thread of existence, a clever disguise of spaciousness for the illusion of our travel. We are an appearance in this, form, then air, and then form again as the body of another - but always appearing from one thing.
Peace,
Eric
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