Shifts

‘Sometimes a small shift seemed to change everything like night to day. Some turn of direction or a modulation of frequencies. What was revealed then, what new view opened up? But it wasn’t quite a question of revelation, more like a possibility actuated and so trailing new possibilities behind it. I’d turn my head and see something I’d sensed all along, or it would see me. Those changes made a gentle mockery of me when I put myself in a position to receive them.’

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