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August 11, 2017


by The Nuclearmind of Scott Utley

I walk briskly at first, shuffling sacred boulders between each foot, I teeter on the edge of humanity. I skirt  the precipice of earth’s flaming lips. My cup brims over with exquisite insanity; a wondrous mathematical equation, All the earth’s treasures lay scattered before me. I jump high on a trampoline sky.  I  rise, sail, I soar face to face a grand southern wind. Towards the west I go, again & again. I high dive, I skydive into the heart of a miraculous world. I am a skimming stone on an ocean of ruby red lava; a great pond we call … the ring of fire 


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