covered in nostalgic fog

Varanasi / Benarés / Banaras / Kashi

my body still remembers how the cold bit through my bones and fog covered reality.

I was by the river Ganga / Riding the River...

I was one with:
and all that can be magickally sincronized and harmonized...

that feeling has stayed with me ever since...
i just forget sometimes where i put it away to be safe.

Mark Twain wrote: "Benares is older than history, older than tradition, older even than legend, and looks twice as old as all of them put together."

In a city older than history, tradition & legend I found myself and my reflection lost in the river.

rainy days.

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