jupilation/discontent

it was never anything as specified.
that was the problem-
how is one expected to base their life on the pursuit of some ideal they cannot quantify?

not accurately, not-
all at once.
there are only flashes.
like a shutter
closing
on an image
moments of intense meaning-
that, completely unannounced
leave you frozen
clutching documents
or
radio transmitters
or
your chest
exposed
as a hot light,
an electrical impulse
passed along a mycelia network
to fingers
thousands of miles away.

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