Before the sea we are powerless, jellyfish jaws unable to speak in the language of what we can see, what we have seen, soaring above and beyond, between and in between… everything. We walk out into waving arms, the memory of embrace combined into a single space, a form, founded in sound and significance, the relationships of all of our neglects. Need is a construct, a convenience, a solitary opening that we open windows from, everyday.
footnotes to happiness
