These heavens, my dear. shine on their own, for the human eye glances, in an instant you see everything in its rightful place – yet all places right in the sandbox of time. Like you frolic in your streets, the heavens live and breathe, thoughtless but with such precise
Read MoreThese heavens, my dear. shine on their own, for the human eye glances, in an instant you see everything in its rightful place – yet all places right in the sandbox of