too smooth


when the way grows steep and narrow, even the strongest of hands, cannot grasp it. citing this case, look!


the great mechanic engineer sensei and kiba-o examines a japanese book of three treasures; we arrive at pages of descriptions.

“i cannot read this,” he pauses, gesturing, “too smooth.”

“yes, sensei.”

“i can only read older…,” fingers like a macaw’s beak trailing off the page.

“it’s beautiful sensei.”


only while connected to the earth, will this be understood.