we all walk around, are adjusted to grocery stores, heating, cool water
our dimension
but what about the rest?
what I really want to be
we look, adjust eyes, then see it - us
ever why I know my body water and gunk and bones and doctors and they do a good enough job sometimes
but I wonder, lines, like those of thoughts - the human head "insulated" in its thoughts, thinks they are its own, ownership, lease, decide, create, on earth
what beams in unknown dash dat dip dash ever would like a scribble just devoted to it, to meditation and it
never cry
"that was a mistake"
it's satisfied to look at this with me and you too
parallels same wore the coax cable unknown from sky invisible charge company lash words bundle sticks play in light, turn off thought in head rolls gets tangled clear
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