June 22, 2010

009: the shining

The sun is shining on nothing in the middle of a tangle of green leaves. More clearly, nothing is shining on nothing, although one could otherwise say shining shines shining. Or better, one could say nothing. I am the shining and the shining is everything and everything is nothing and nothing am I but that. Summer is full of green words. The sun disappears again behind a great wall of clouds and Son sees.

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