in my dream every species was different, flocks of black birds approached like doom, but i was every man and there was nothing to fear

it matters less and less

when or who

 

exiting selfhood: toward the indistinguisable oneness

"to be separate, to be apart, is to be whole again."  (from "Meditation On Summer And Shapelessness", Charles Wright)

toward, together and apart

 the intoxication of singularity: