A thought is something that is trapped. When a thought is trapped inside a human casement the human casement often expires without the potentiality of the thought being realised.
Countless thoughts are lost in this way.
Sometimes thoughts are interred with human bodies and provide food for brainless organisms.
Sometimes human bodies are burned. Rising as smoke, burnt thoughts choke birds.
In Norfolk one evening I saw a perfect equilateral triangle of migratory geese, like a Masonic symbol in the flat sky. The geese were honking out the ashes of burnt thoughts. Human thoughts fell noisily like rain and were gathered by a huge artificial landscape into ditches dug by men.
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