Still, be still

Maybe laying down plain on the grass, listening to the rich nothingness, be still (because stillness is the new move), will be the best cure. The best, best, best, cure. Ah, how I miss writing and drawing, until the Earth sucked me up and spat me here and it's yes nothing again. "Will a tree make a sound if they are falling down in the forest with no one there to hear?"

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