Digital Kundalini

Sybarite Window
Originally uploaded by Archer Braun.

There is a sweet poison on my lips, a breathless ache in my chest.

A luxurious illusion floats tantalizingly near, yet at an infinite distance.
An illusion of life, which ripples along dendrites and axons until it stirs
That snake at the base of the spine
And slithers...with quiet, velvety whisperings through my blood.

In a world which offers us this much forbidden fruit, is it madness or virtue for us to take only bread and water?

A little of both, perhaps...