Conversation March 2, 2015 3:26:08 PM – 3:28:31 PM

Does that make sense? You must not. Everything can shift shape, can change, can transform. That we never really become a part of the world. Later in the darkness, I found diamonds in your eyes. Not seek shelter. By the outermost shores we found a small, green stone.

Seek shelter in the river. Was it the forests you came from? Why did you drag me down to the outermost mountains? Under the blue, blue sky.