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Flower: photo by efo, 15 December 2013
So then he wandered out into the street and began to testify
Something about life being a long journey of the soul
An endless voyaging turning into a voyaging with an end
One knows how but one does not know when
No one yet knows when as the traffic bore down on him
As the traffic bore down on him my mind drifted in the wilderness
Or was it that my mind having been adrift all along
I’ve just grown to regard the wilderness as my resting or laughing place
He cried but those were not yet his last words
As the traffic parted around him as around one charmed
The Way Christian Center with traffic: photo by efo, 8 March 2008
[Untitled]: photo by Joshua Perez (StrangeGoodness), 29 November 2013
Best Fire, Berkeley: photo by efo, 23 November 2013
[Untitled]: photo by Joshua Perez (StrangeGoodness), 25 December 2013
Residence under freeway, Oakland near Chinatown: photo by efo, 4 March 2012
[Untitled]: photo by Joshua Perez (StrangeGoodness), 14 December 2013
Here's where it all ends (Oakland): photo by efo, 15 December 2013