The distribution canonical rite. The everything everything everything wanting nothing feeling of the atmosphere is here and get used to it. There is holiness in everything and nothing and all that’s in between, once you get the story straight no chaser. Caliber. Given the model. Being with the things that fix your mistakes so you just don’t bother trying to avoid them any more. That’s not the way that it’s supposed to work.
The gospel according to the fantasy of real to unreal ratio indifference. The story, the story, the story. There is no outside to the story, other than the story of no story. Nowhere is a place you go to without moving to the naked eye. Disprove one with the power of another. A gesture. Reaching, touching, indicating stuff. There is stuff, lots of stuff. Lots and lots of stuff. Everything’s in motion, even when it’s standing still. A good story spell. Narration.
Turn the key four times. This sound is going into you. Your ear is a gate. One of many. You are not a house. You are also yes a house. Inside outside. Upside down. Because there is a pivot joint. Made by how you are with it. Any story that says I, knows that it is saying you, and vice versa. Jim was good at it, still is. Jane believes she is a person. Does it matter if you do agree?
Glowing. Difference. The make up kit. Going in and out. Looking out the window like a kitty cat. I am looking at a something I can’t describe. Is it on the surface of the screen, or really in the air? Listen to the frequencies. This is radio something or other. He picked up the microphone. She was the object of their interest moving out of view. She was trying not to see herself that way. Everybody was. Everybody looked some way or another, and we all had stories about that, which we all were busy now trying to ignore, so a new one could be written. Going from one thing to another can be met with resistance. It is always what it is at the center of it all.
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