Primordial: An Abstraction

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This one’s for the ones who need Help. .

I walk down a hallway. I walk down a hallway. I walk down a hallway. I walk down a hallway. I walk down a hallway. I walk down a hallway. I walk down a hallway. I walk down a hallway. I walk down another hallway. I walk down a hallway. I walk down a hallway.

I walk down a hallway.

I walk down a few more hallways. There’s another hallway that I walk down. One more.

One more.

I keep going.

I walk down a hallway.

I come to another hallway and walk down it.

Then another hallway.

Then another one.

Then another one. Then another one. Then another one. Then another one.

Then another hallway.

Another.

Another.

Another.

Another.

Another.

Another.

Another hallway.

I turn a corner and bump into a priest.

He drops all of his scriptures and stares hatefully at me.

“Sorry.”

Now I amble down a hallway.

I’m ambling now. Before I was just walking.

It makes a difference. Ambling and walking are like day and night in some cultures.

I amble down a hallway.

I amble down another hallway.

Then another hallway.

Then another one.

Ambling now.

Ambling.

Ambling.

Ambling.

Ambling.

Ambling.

Ambling.

I pause. I don’t know why.

I smell the air.

I make a face.

I start ambling down a hallway again.

I’m ambling again.

Ambling.

Ambling.

Ambling down a hallway.

Ambling.

Ambling.

Ambling.

Ambling.

Ambling.

Ambling.

Narrative as Blot. Lived experience as Blot. Primordial soup and End as Blot.

That’s all of it.

Ambling down a hallway. . Repetition is just as good as karma. Once you embrace it, once you ingest it — you’re bound to wallow in it.