A haiku written by Lee Sonogan
Every era casts illness in its own image. Society, like the ultimate psychosomatic patient, matches its medical afflictions to its psychological crises; when a disease touches such a visceral chord, it is often because that chord is already resonating. – Siddhartha Mukherjee
Geotic foul matter,
Emotional convergence,
Plicit puff batter.
“The original form is the contagion of fear and alarm. You’re in a flock of birds. One bird suddenly takes off. You have no time to wait and see what’s going on. You take off, too. Otherwise, you’re lunch.” – Frans de Waal
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