Just the beginning of a little thought.

What’s the story when the feet stop walking? 

When they don’t stop working but they just stop. They stop going. 

They don’t stop working but they stop going, walking, thinking.


The feet get muted. The feet and the mind and it all gets muted. 

Unaware of color, of sight, of sound, of taste. 

Unaware of weight, or texture or pain.