High-Strangeness Doth Ride The Winds

Womb is Tomb, Tomb is Womb.  

What was, is.  What is, was.


Reality surreal, Surreal reality.  

What is, is not.  What is not, is.


Light O’ Day is dark,

Dark O’ Night is light.


High-Strangeness, Thought, dry and dead,

dormant seeds awakening, Thought.


Seek The Trees,

THE SECRET lies with these,

Strange Days, indeed!


Wolves in a Winter Landscape, 1851 Frederik Marianus Kruseman, Netherlands

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