Craft work takes a crayon and a pensive magic
and directs unyielding skepticism at the ethereal:
if it's not touchable, it's un un un.
Um, hesitation is the true process.
Contortions on the first thousand tries
take the mind's grating, clicking, kissing teeth;
the feeling at the back of the skull from the
uncomfortable bone conduction: it's why
people learn in groups, discomfort is best served
together. Solitude, however, is no barrier to
the ten thousand thingness; fortitude is a word
and actions happen closer than at a distance.
Dragons were not made to be slain. They make
maps feel mysterious enough to finish.
To die well is to create the conditions for life.
Roman Ryan 