Friday Fictioneers – April 19, 2013
We move in, we move out – forging a network in lieu of an origin. Seekers in search of a source. Our tunneling leads to more tunnels and caves – enclosures disclosing. Disclosures enclosing – we seesaw in dialogue. We create and we seek. We call it the Realm of the Conduits – we guess and infer, hungry for meaning. Communicating by movement, we follow and lead, listen and hum. When sharing we shove through the space. We sense we’re on shifty smooth ground. To call it a world does not matter. The question is how we might meet.
N Filbert 2013