I am still in shock. I turned my phone off for a day to recover. I wrote a short story. I made a sculpture.
It was a magical, exhaustive journey a battle held in the balance between the question and the answer where I met The Radio Man, The Caretaker and The Demon.
The Radio man is moving from the material world to Heaven. He is an angel. The microphone he leaves behind. The microphone he moves toward.
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