The Hand of Love

I have no idea where it comes from, or if something is just playing with us, using us as pieces in a puzzle, or if it’s as simple as turning on a switch –
I don’t know the answers to those questions.
Nor do they interest me.
But once you start getting that the weird feeling that weird things are going on, – like a typical response to a question has certain parameters, right? Here, however, a question that would normally compel a certain response, jumps out at you, and says …
What d’ya think you’re doing?

… That’s when you start seeing yourself evolve.
And that image has repeatedly appeared.
Just a couple of blocks.
Two at most.

Things That Never Made It Into Print

By Things That Never Made It Into Print

Keep it simple ... Radical ... Writer, Artist, Dancer, Musician, Chicago Betty

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