Dingo the Dissident

THE BLOG OF DISQUIET : Qweir Notions, an uncommonplace-book from the Armpit of Diogenes, binge-thinker jottings since 2008 .

Saturday, 4 October 2014

In the end

our much-vaunted
consciousness
is just a very tangled string
of feelings,
tiny pulses between synapses
and a million little black holes.


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