One degree away from camping~
Other than a thin layer of damp wooden walls & a circuit of electricity,
I type amongst the wet trees & lurking coyotes & mysterious forest pixies.
I can see my breath as I sit at my dining room table.
So much activity here. Supernatural delight?
Actually, Supernatural cold & dark. Enigmatic.
They ooze in through our one degree of separation.
Abnormal cyber tangles, thick pixels, & bathroom light static.
Being stripped of propane.
Being stripped of warmth.
Being stripped of another veil between this world & that..
I'm seeing it's the same world. It's the New Earth.
& I walk with delight.
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