I walk briskly at first. Shuffling sacred boulders between each foot, I teeter on the edge of humanity. I skirt the jagged precipice of earth’s flaming lips. I am stunned by this porcelain cup brimming over with exquisite insanity;a wondrous mathematical equation, all of earth’s treasures scattered before me. I jump high-I rise-sail and I soar up and over, down south into the west over & over,under again, about-face up I jump. I take a high-dive, I skydive into the heart of our miraculous ,breathtaking mothership. I am a skimming stone on a great pond we call the ring of fire .
I am a skimming stone on a great pond,we call the ring of fire