#permission

In a previous meditation — Ślimaczyzm - pierwszy post — I tried to name a way of moving through the world that does not apologize for its pace. I called it a religion of the slow, and I left it there,

The trail does not widen because the slug decides to widen it. The trail widens because the slug keeps moving, and the world keeps offering more surface to cross. Version 7 of any canon is not a rewrite.

In a previous meditation — Święte miejsce- ślimaczy tunel — I wrote about the tunnel as sacred place: the hollowed body of a hillside, the slow excavation of a passage worn smooth by a thousand crossings.