this one time i was driving, and i started wondering about who a person's soul belongs to... is it the property of the person, or is it god's- on loan, so to speak. perhaps a person's soul belongs to everyone it loves and is loved by, a little piece for everyone. or maybe a person's soul is actually a reflection of the universe, but the entire universe in itself.
this other time i was driving, and i was on a long straight road at the base of dry august hills, when the fabric of the panorama nonchalantly but distinctly turned itself inside out and my mind warped within and around and outside the whole thing. for those 2.86 seconds i was sure that everything in this life is just my projection and that i do not exist separate from the ephemeral perceptions i inhale.
the business of driving is a strange one, at best...
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