recurrent dreams of Franz Kafka/part 2
fiction
edward w pritchard
Swim fast underwater like a duck you still are in surveillance of Divine beings above. Tread water, dog paddle, float down the river or across the pond. You can't swim away from yourself, wherever you go there you are.
Take a deep breath, dive deep, bump you head on the bottom. You can't swim down to Hell, you can't reach up to the sky. You can't find yourself, you can't touch anybody else.
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