A private reference, but so connective. Those intimate referrals of shared thought. And how mighty that you can put them into lasting words...ink pressing into the flesh of a forearm. A tattoo.
aditya, !i don't know what else to say.xoerin
this excites me. this could be said of any piece of knowledge, how the knowledge does not grant balm. often it is the mystery that does. (there, i found some words.)xoerin