Tuesday, October 26, 2010

eventually all things merge into one


Eventually, all things merge into one, and a river runs through it. The river was cut by the world's great flood and runs over rocks from the basement of time. On some of the rocks are timeless raindrops. Under the rocks are the words, and some of the words are theirs.
paul mcclean, a river runs through it

the weber in october

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