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The geese. Again. Interrupt my day; which had been -Interrupted (All day.) by my wand’ring mind. It hithers and thithers. As the boyish body ages, the brain withers. Each day a protest; silent but for the creaks and groans (some audible), against the Grand Dissolution when my organized bits are no longer suspended in solution and I settle out of the mix and all is clear once more. My pigments, my dyes have their peace of rest: have their piece of rest - have their peace in rest - have the rest of peace - have their rest in peace - My wishes, my tries, Upon the canvas, the clay, the stitchery of Life, upon my fingers uncleaned - Everything dies...such is the witchery of Life. Where was I? Oh, yes. The geese. Again. I name this unseen one, overloft at end of day, Clarion. These pages say that a clarion is a call to action. I’ve had my part, I’ve had my day. Action has had its traction, in its day. Not today. This, no overreaction, I am over reaction. This be my response, instead. I take this goose to be a call. To inaction. No, not inaction. To rest. To the Presence. Before the Absence.
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