edging closer and closer to completing, to ease of use, to quick and dirty
updates to a project long since dead, like black ops of intelligence
agencies, the mole projects, the sleepers. photographs, i heard this
morning are like half truths, capturing the essense of a single point
in time, nothing before, nothing after, just that single instant. which is
the basis of things, many still images make up movies, images of light
on the retina, change flux, like the stuff you use to clean a soldering iron
remote controls, large ambitions, more and more without a ground to stand
on.
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