The Dopra-Bop: A high-scaled, high-powered, full-excess living commercial indicating the doomed nature of humankind one page jump at a time. The higher up we go - the less air there is to breathe... But goddammit, it is oh-so-pure ;)
Maddening entrails of scholarly thought loop around my neck right now - I desire hot tea and chamomile to soothe my body. I am a shambles - late nights, endless fatigue-inducing dreaming, obsolete course work and a fiery belly all create this moshpit of tired violence and worn out humour.
Yet, I find myself here, relentlessly tapping away - writing missives to myself - wasting time - wasting time... Biting and picking away at my nails - I should be reading, researching, drinking, sleeping.
But no, not this time. We cannot stop this great start - we may not come back to it ever again - but we shall always know: That IT could not be stopped - and it will always live on - blazing away on the top of the world or underneath train-tracks or furled within the gentle cupping grace of a daisy ready to be lost on a zephyr when the sun leans down kisses the world.
It begun
to begin
and so
it began.
The Dopra-Bop.
